His Time Ran Out Lyrics - Beautiful South

I was about to write a song about the fear and the doubt 

But my pen ran out 

It captured the emotions of a lover and a lout 

But my pen ran out 

So the picture wasn't painted and the story wasn't told 

No one knows the author 'cause the record never sold 

And I know they never will until he's bitter and he's old 

His time ran out 

I was gonna share my blues with a nation full of blues 

But my pen ran out 

I was gonna spread the news of the way I always lose 

But my pen ran out 

So I'll keep an envelope with all the words I should have said 

Hide it in a tiny box underneath my bed 

And written on the outside will be 'open when he's dead' 

And written on the outside will be 'open when he's dead' 

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His time ran out, his time ran out 

His time ran out, his time ran out 

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