For Sale. Baby Shoes. Never Worn - Steve Harley, Stephen Malcolm Ronald Nice

They ran away for true love

Saying they knew life wasn’t fair

Thought they’d be together for all times

They’d always have this true love

For they made each other swear

Two kids, they never saw the signs

They settled in a new life

And the bairn grew slow inside

They showed a disregard and little time

Oh, this is when the alpha and the omega collide

No hope, no conscience, no crime

But it cannot be what it appears to be

Nothing living lies that still

For sale, baby shoes, never worn

It’s a bitter pill

They thought they had a true love

It was fire-proof and immune

They never the truth, that this is all

And when the spell was shattered

When they broke from their cocoon

Two kids, they never saw the fall

But it cannot be what it appears to be

Nothing living lies that still

For sale, baby shoes, never worn

It’s a bitter pill

Nobody told them

Nobody made the call

Nobody cared for them at all

Nobody warned them

Nobody saw the signs

Two kinds from broken lines

This is when the alpha and the omega collide

No hope, no conscience, no crime

But it cannot be what it appears to be

Nothing living lies that still

For sale, baby shoes, never worn

It’s a bitter pill

No, it cannot be what it appears to be

Nothing living lies that still

For sale, baby shoes, never worn

It’s a bitter pill