There's no such place as Russia

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Yet another bitter-sweet, over the shoulder look at how a relationship went wrong. The analogy here is the collapse of communism, a bit over the top you may think, but quite plausible after 2 bottles of vino tinto. Since I tore up your letter About you and your new lover No tears have drowned my eyes We said our goodbyes and little white lies Now I realise That there's no such place as Russia Or America or Africa Or Austria or Australia or Canada or Cambodia And there's no place like your love No there's no place quite like your love In the time since you went away So many other things have changed Nothing stays the same That's the name of the game, no-one's to blame And ain't it a shame That there's no such place as Russia Or Cuba or China Or Zambia or Libya or India or Columbia And there's no place like your love No there's no place quite like your love           Maybe it's the rainfall fallin' like a waterfall           Maybe it's the autumn-fall approaching is the snowfall           And as I sit here and recall, recallin' how in love we fall That's why there's no such place as Russia Or Liberia or Nigeria Or Argentina or Yugoslavia or Czechoslovakia And there's no place like your love No there's no place quite like your love