So how did this become A life that I don't recognise The days pass one by one With each a further compromise I turned away from love And now my love has gone And I'm here on my own With a ticking clock and a tin of soup for one When did it start to harden? When did it start to slowly buckle? I used to love to garden now I barely trim the honey suckle I used to cook exotic foods, I used to feel erotic moods I used to laugh a lot but that was then When did life become This dull and shallow exercise The days are cold and numb Rehearsed and never improvised I used to feel alive But now I'm just alone Sat here in the dark With a buzzing fridge and a tin of soup for one See I used to want to travel How did life become so still and static It used to just unravel Now it feels so forced and automatic J'ai appris le français But never got to go to Paris And now I feel so empty I'm not sure I'm even here Oh how I wonder How life would be if I'd just walked away If I'd been stronger If I'd been brave When I was younger I could have left but every day I chose to stay But now I wonder my days away How did this become A life that I don't recognise