Isn't it strange, oh, it's funny
Working for years, have no money
Suddenly luck has mellowed on you
And your life seems worthwhile to you
Just how much can you spare
To fit back in the air
And the time of your season
Was no use, had no reason
And you move, you go away
And you can come home, not today
Spreading it out over the bad years
Not for these men this day, you can't hear
Just how much can you spare
To fit back in the air
And the time of your season
Was no use, had no reason
Not for these men this day, you can't hear
Just how much can you spare
To fit back in the air
And the time of your season
Was no use, had no reason
To fit back in the air
And the time of your season
Was no use, had no reason

Just how much can you spare
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Give it back in the air
At the time of your season
What's no use? Have no reason
At the time of your season