The Fugitive
Released June 1983
Recorded 1982-1983
All songs written by Tony Banks

On a cold clear night in November,
All the people have gone to bed.
We found ourselves upon a cliff edge,
Looking out to sea.
Then a sight in the pale moonlight,
Made us shake our heads in dismay,
wave taller than the tallest tree
Bore down on she and me.
All the hopes and dreams we had
Dissolved amidst the fear,
What I'd be... without you know,
Only the stars could ever tell.

From the window of our hotel room,
We look out on the city below,
Driven lights move randomly,
The never ending show,
And when the bells start ringing,
We have fifty floors to go,
What I'd be... without you now,
Only the stars could ever tell.

Say you'll never leave me, never leave me alone.
Say you'll never leave me, never leave me alone.

On a lake, we cling to the rail,
On the back of a sailing boat,
mist falls around us,
Now becalmed we float,
Then from [bad word] a warning sound,
We're helplessly adrift,
Still, we see nothing,
And then we see the ship.

High above it dwarfs us,
There's nowhere we can go.
What I'd be... without you now,
Only the stars could ever tell.

Say you'll never leave me, never leave me alone,
Say you'll never leave me, never leave me alone,
Say you'll never leave me alone,
Say you'll never leave me alone,
I'd be so lonely here without you,
So lonely here without you, my love,
So lost without your love.