Sangtekst: The Style Council. Headstart For Happiness.
When I find you waiting hours, oh
You're there to save my life for our obvious goal
We've got a head start for happiness
For our part, guess we must be blessed
For this feeling to be so strong
Tell me is that so wrong?
The space between us for days has been so far
I've spent a lonely week now I wanna be where you are
We've got a head start for happiness
For our part, guess we must be kissed
By this force I feel inside
Now I'm not gonna hide
All the roads that lead to struggles
Bring you back to where you need
Some reassurance in your own depth
Only you can see, but let others feel
Peace in my mind, I'm so happy to find
As I get on my trek with a head start back to you
When I find you waiting hours, oh
It's my heart, not my head that takes control
And you've got to lead where your heart says go
And I hope that it turns out so
And that's all that you can hope for
Can you expect much more?
Naive and wise with no sense of time
As I set my clock with a heart beat, tick tock
Violent and mild, common sense says I'm wild
With this mixed up fury, crazy beauty
It's healthy to find all these feelings inside
As I get on my trek with a head start back to you
You're there to save my life for our obvious goal
We've got a head start for happiness
For our part, guess we must be blessed
For this feeling to be so strong
Tell me is that so wrong?
The space between us for days has been so far
I've spent a lonely week now I wanna be where you are
We've got a head start for happiness
For our part, guess we must be kissed
By this force I feel inside
Now I'm not gonna hide
All the roads that lead to struggles
Bring you back to where you need
Some reassurance in your own depth
Only you can see, but let others feel
Peace in my mind, I'm so happy to find
As I get on my trek with a head start back to you
When I find you waiting hours, oh
It's my heart, not my head that takes control
And you've got to lead where your heart says go
And I hope that it turns out so
And that's all that you can hope for
Can you expect much more?
Naive and wise with no sense of time
As I set my clock with a heart beat, tick tock
Violent and mild, common sense says I'm wild
With this mixed up fury, crazy beauty
It's healthy to find all these feelings inside
As I get on my trek with a head start back to you
Style Council (The)
Style Council (The)