On dance floors from London to Liverpool 
in the dark of the night, when the air is cool 
out in the street in the pouring rain 
in a concrete jungle that echo’s your name 

In a hundred hotel rooms 
where a few hundred sleep 
in a thousand cheap boozes, where young lovers meet 
in the million miles of traffic jams, we waste away time 
in a single sad movement, when we say our goodbyes 

Sing When You’re In Love, Sing When You’re out of love 
Sing When You’re In Love, Sing When You’re out of love 
Sing in your bedroom when you go home 
through the broken door to your broken home 
sing to the memory of a different past 
Sing to yourself and a bottom of a glass 

Sing when you’re in love, sing When you’re out of love 
Sing when you’re in love, sing when you’re out of love 
Sing when you’re in love, you’re in love, you’re in love, sing when you’re out of love 
Sing When you’re in love, you’re in love, you’re in love, sing when you’re out of love 
Now watch us fall apart, here we go, 
now watch us fall apart here we go 
Now watch us fall apart 
Every tear in your eye, 
every lump in your throat 
every beat in your heart 
that won’t let you let go