Two Years On

 One year, two years, time goes by.
 People laugh and people cry.
 Ev'ry morning the clock strikes eight.
 I go to work.
 I close the gate.
 And on my way, I sing a song.
 About my wife, where I belong.
 If the clouds get together and talk about the weather
 If it's rain they anticipate
 Baby make no mistake
 Yes the storm will break but never me you see.
 Two years on .
 Two years on .
 But only you can see me.
 Only you can see me.
 For what I've got Sir Lancelot was just a dream and I am not
 For I am he with something more
 It's you and I reality.
 If the cloud get together and talk about the weather
 If it's rain they anticipate
 Baby, make no mistake
 Yes the storm will break but never me you see
 Two years on .
 Two years on .
 But only you can see me
 Only you can see me
 Two years on .
 Two years on .

©1970 Robin, Barry & Maurice Gibb
 from '2 Years On'