[Sting]:
Am I asking for the moon?
Is it really so implausible?
That you and I could soon
Come to some kind of arrangement?

I'm not asking for the moon
I've always been a realist
When it's really nothing more
Than a simple rearrangement

With one roof above our heads
A warm house to return to
We could start with separate beds
I could sleep alone or learn to

I'm not suggesting that we'd find
Some earthly paradise forever
I mean, how often does that happen now?
The answer's probably never

But we could come to an arrangement
A practical arrangement
And you could learn to love me, given time

[Jo Lawry]:
Well, I like my independence
I get by, I'm not greedy
Do you see yourself as Galahad?
Do I really look that needy?

I brought a child up on my own
Takes me all my strength to face him
The father upped and left me
And I'm not desperate to replace him

Tell me what kind of catch
Is a struggling single mother
I respect you and I like you
But I won't accept another

Empty promise when some grey
And stormy rain cloud hangs above me
When I've heard it all a hundred times
From a man who said he loved me

But if we came to an arrangement
A practical arrangement
Then perhaps I'd learn to love you given time

[Sting]:
I'm not promising the moon
I'm not promising a rainbow
Just a practical solution
To a solitary life

I'd be a father to your boy
A shoulder you could lean on
How bad could it be
To be my wife?

With one roof above our heads
A warm house to return to
You wouldn't have to cook for me
You wouldn't have to learn to

I'm not suggesting that this proposition
Here could last forever
I've no intention of deceiving you
You're far too clever

But we could come to an arrangement
A practical arrangement
And perhaps you'd learn to love me given time

[Sting & Jo Lawry]:
It may not be the romance that you had in mind

[Sting]:
But you could learn to love me
Given time