STING (Gordon SUMNER)



Can't Stand Losing You


I've called you so many times today

And I guess it's all true what your girlfriends say

That you don't ever want to see me again

And your brother's gonna kill me, and he's six feet ten

I guess you'd call it cowardice

But I'm not prepared to go on like this


I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing

I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing

I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing you

I can't stand losing you

I can't stand losing you

I can't stand losing you


I see you sent my letters back

And my L.P. records, and they're all scratched

I can't see the point in another day

When nobody listens to a word I say

You can call it lack of confidence

But to carry on living doesn't make no sense


I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing

…..
I guess this is our last goodbye


And you don't care, so I won't cry

But you'll be sorry when I'm dead

And all this guilt will be on your head

I guess you'd call it suicide

But I'm too full to swallow my pride


I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing

…..


Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic


Though I've tried before to tell her

Of the feelings I have for her in my heart

Every time that I come near her

I just lose my nerve as I've done from the start


Every little thing she does is magic

Everything she do just turns me on

Even though my life before was tragic

Now I know my love for her goes on


Do I have to tell the story

Of a thousand rainy days since we first met?

It's a big enough umbrella

But it's always me that ends up getting wet


Every little thing she does is magic

…..

I resolved to call her up

A thousand times a day

And ask her if she'll marry me

Some old-fashioned way


But my silent fears have gripped me

Long before I reach the phone

Long before my tongue has tripped me

Must I always be alone


Every little thing she does is magic

....


Every Breath You Take


Every breath you take
Every move you make
Every bond you break
Every step you take
I'll be watching you.

Every single day
Every word you say
Every game you play
Every night you stay
I'll be watching you.

Oh can't you see
You belong to me?
How my poor heart aches with every step you take.

Since you've gone I've been lost without a trace.
I dream at night, I can only see your face.
I look around but it's you I can't replace.
I feel so cold, and I long for your embrace.
I keep crying baby, baby, please...

Oh can't you see
You belong to me?
How my poor heart aches with every step you take.

Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I'll be watching you
…..



Message in a Bottle


Just a castaway, an island lost at sea, oh

Another lonely day, with no one here but me, oh

More loneliness than any man could bear

Rescue me before I fall into despair, oh


I'll send an S.O.S to the world

I'll send an S.O.S to the world

I hope that someone gets my

I hope that someone gets my

I hope that someone gets my

Message in a bottle, yeah

Message in a bottle, yeah


A year has passed since I wrote my note

I should have known this right from the start

Only hope can keep me together

Love can mend your life

Or love can break your heart


I'll send an S.O.S to the world

…..

Walked out this morning, I don't believe what I saw

Hundred billion bottles washed up on the shore

Seems I'm not alone at being alone

Hundred billion castaways, looking for a home


I'll send an S.O.S to the world

…..


The Russians


In Europe and America, there's a growing feeling of hysteria

Conditioned to respond to all the threats

In the rhetorical speeches of the Soviets

Mr. Krushchev said we will bury you

I don't subscribe to this point of view

It would be such an ignorant thing to do

If the Russians love their children too

How can I save my little boy from Oppenheimer's deadly toy

There is no monopoly in common sense

On either side of the political fence

We share the same biology

Regardless of ideology

Believe me when I say to you

I hope the Russians love their children too


There is no historical precedent

To put the words in the mouth of the President

There's no such thing as a winnable war

It's a lie that we don't believe anymore

Mr. Reagan says we will protect you

I don't subscribe to this point of view

Believe me when I say to you

I hope the Russians love their children too

We share the same biology

Regardless of ideology

What might save us, me, and you

Is if the Russians love their children too