I stand alone and watch the clock I only wait for it to stop And in the room locked up inside me The cutout magazines remind me I sit and wait alone in
Write me a letter a face in the hall Hiding from someone afraid of the fall And she's waiting for someone to take her back to where she came from And
To your credit to the thirty faces you created To your headache to the shape of the 1980's I'm glad that we don't hear you any more I'm tired of playing
Hey, hey, hey, sweet thing I give in, I give in, sweet thing I give in, submission Don't you want to right it, fight it? Oh no, if you don't think it
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Take no notice 'cos I'm just the same There's a thousand other faces with the very same name And we look like each other, and we all live together. We
Move along you're in my way. Made my mind up not to stay And it don't matter what you do I've had enough of you. You can talk about the good times I can
Morning, this morning the curtains are shut I'll ring you in the morning but the phone's been cut Can you hear me? I've been calling all day (Ooh, can
Stranded out in the night, Eliza took me down To see the widow give Rain to the town. It's against the law To be a tonic man, But the widow knows She'
If I wait for just a second more I know I'll forget what I came here for. My head was so full of things to say But as I open my lips all my words slip
It`s over, there`s nothing more to say Silent comes the night time, end another summers day I can just remember, or is this the dream that never goes
Winter sounds the crying Like an old man slowly dying And the only sound, the wind that fills the trees Even colder comes the moon And though it never
Sometimes I feel, I'll never belong I want to get there so bad But it's taking so long Sometimes I feel Like letting go But when it comes right
Go and join the army Said the father to the son See the world around you boy And learn to use a gun Think you're something special Well, we'll make you
When he moves I watch him from behind He turns and laughter flickers in his eyes Intent and direct when he speaks, I watch his lips And when he drives
Your mother was crying Your father passed her a handkerchief Their tear-stained faces Looked to mine for a sign of grief A thousand raincoats Always stand
fate took a freeway to my room said to much while he stayed and left too soon. bright on an evening sea, he washed in with the tide deep in each