What Difference Does It Make?

All men have secrets and here is mine

So let it be known

For we have been through hell and high tide

I think I can rely on you ...

And yet you start to recoil

Heavy words are so lightly thrown

But still I'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you
So, what difference does it make ?

So, what difference does it make ?

It makes none But now you have gone

And you must be looking very old tonight...