(Shirley Eikhard) Darkness falls and you withdraw Your humour disappears It's been this way for years It's nothing new Come around and don't look down You'll never see the sun You'll never see the one Who's loving you. You've got to hold your head up, darling Never let them see When you're sad, you look a lot like me. You've got to want to win my darling Or you're bound to lose I wish for once that I could bring you Good news, good news. Now I don't care for sad affairs, The outcome's up to you If tears are overdue, then let them fall. Come around and don't look down You'll never see the sun You'll never see the one Who's loving you. You've got to hold your head up, darling Never let them see When you're sad, you look a lot like me. You've got to want to win my darling Or you're bound to lose I wish for once that I could bring you Good news, good news. You've got to want to win my darling Or you're bound to lose I wish for once that I could bring you Good news, good news. Good news...