It's Probably Me - Live At Villa Manin, Cudriopo, Italy/1993 - Sting

If the night turned cold and the stars looked down

And you hug yourself on the cold cold ground

You wake the morning in a stranger's coat

No one would you see

You ask yourself who'd watch for me

My only friend who could it be

It's hard to say it

I hate to say it but it's probably me

When you belly's empty and the hunger's so real

And you're too proud to beg and too dumb to steal

You search the city for your only friend

No one would you see

You ask yourself, who could it be

A solitary voice to speak out and set you free

I gate to say it

I gate to say it, but it's probably me

You're not the easiest person I ever got to know

And it's hard for us both to let our feelings show

Some would say I should let you go your way

You'll only make me cry

If there's one guy, just one guy

Who'd lay down his life for you and die

It's hard to say it

It's hard to say it, but it's probably me

When the world's gone crazy and it makes no sense

There's only one voice that comes to your defence

The jury's out and your eyes search the room

And one friendly face is all you need to see

If there's one guy, just one guy

Who'd lay down his life for you and die

It's hard to say it

I hate to say it, but it's probably me

I hate to say it

I hate to say it, but it's probably me