| He's watching the girls on the dance floor | |
| He's watching the light in her hair | |
| He's praying that love's gonna come soon | |
| There's a sweet smell of hope in the air | |
| Just another boy from a steel town | |
| With the flash of the mill in his eye | |
| He don't move for hip cool or fashion | |
| But he knows where the deepest one lies | |
| And he'd love to be warm | |
| And he'd love to love you | |
| So give him some good news | |
| All the cards on the table | |
| But don't look that man in the eye | |
| Say a prayer for the dealer | |
| And kiss your old life goodbye | |
| Go to church light a candle | |
| But don't lose your head for god's sake | |
| Why is my heart beating faster | |
| Oh why do my hands start to shake | |
| 'cos he'd love to be warm | |
| And he'd love to love you | |
| So give him some good news |