Diamonds

Oh getaway and don't come back Who do you think you're fooling with lies like that? You have dreams that set the rain on fire Burning with a cheap desire And it's plain as grey that what you say Have meanings of their own My love, she don't need diamonds My love's more than a sweet dream And she don't need diamonds She shakes her hip to the tambourine And she don't need diamonds If you can't love me for nothing They you can't love me at all And it's plain as grey that what you say Have meanings of their own We all got to dance, take a chance? But babe you should have stayed at home My love, my love, she don't need diamonds --- Diamonds - Chris Rea