Everything I have ever learned
I learned at the funerals of good men
And everything I have ever learned
I've forgotten again
I broke my own heart again
I broke my own heart again
It was a stupid thing to do
I could sing to you
Until my throat is sore
But it wouldn't do any good
And my room looks like
Like a tramp moved in
And there's nothing that I can do
And in my small house tonight
I think that I might die
And meet you
In a brighter place
And maybe put things right
It's training for life
It's training for life
That I need
That I need
That I need
So swim for health and swim for happiness
Swim for health and swim for happiness
And maybe we'll sleep
Maybe we'll sleep
Maybe I'll sleep
Maybe I'll sleep
Writer(s): Gary Morgan, Gordon Mcintyre, Katie Griffiths, Nick Reynolds
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