The Game - Cliff Richard
Here I am I'm so free
But old independent me
I'm a man of means
A man of property
For every race
That I run
Is one more that must be won
And what's more I know
I've only just begun
Oh but honestly sometimes I wonder
What this game I play is about
When I come home at night I discover
Nothing's change since I went out
Guess I must be a fool or a dreamer
Or what other way could it be
All the lovers
I've known gave me more
Than they got from me
I should have changed
But it's hard
Something keeps me on my guard
I've never been prepared
To hold the losing card no never
But before it's too late
I've got to come to terms with fate
The love and life I've known
I'm not inclined to wait
When I come home at night I discover
Nothing's change since I went out
Guess I must be a fool or a dreamer
Or what other way could it be
All the lovers I've known gave me more
Than they got from me