On this summer’s evening
The sunlight looks like gold on the street
Sweepers sweeping all round her feet
As she’s walking to the station
And on this summer’s evening
She does not even know where she’s bound
Sinking in the sights and the sounds
Of a brave new world, brave new world
She thinks the whole thing through
Decides what she must do
She cuts her hair
Buys something soft and smooth to wear
Tell a lie to soothe the night ahead
With nothing in her bed but Baby’s broken heart
Baby’s broken heart
They stood and vowed forever
Lovers either last or they don’t
And she could fool herself but she won’t
she’s just hoping and regretting
that when the heartache found them
she did not stand her ground from the start
Now here she is an unwilling part
Of a brave new world, brave new world
There is no turning back
The story ends like that
She cuts her hair
Buys something soft and smooth to wear
Tell a lie to soothe the night ahead
With nothing in her bed but baby’s broken heart
She cuts her hair
Buys something soft and smooth to wear
Tell a lie to soothe the night ahead
With nothing in her bed but baby’s broken heart
She cuts her hair
- Written by Jimmy MacCarthy and Gary Burr
Jimmy MacCarthy 