Founds total 13 songs
Without You Here
(Difford/Tilbrook). . I feel so empty. As the plane takes off. I see the ground below. I know that one day. It won't be long. That you will also know.
Wicked & Cruel
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Walk A Straight Line
(Difford/Tilbrook). . I need some help. Help to decide. Whether it's our love. That steps out of time. You say you need. Time on your own. Time to accept how.
Vanity Fair
(Difford/Tilbrook). . She left her school for the factory. From pocket money to a salary,. From a pac-a-mac to a compact case. And every morning she inspects her face..
There Is A Voice
(Difford/Tilbrook). . There is a voice within us all. That says destruct. Go to the wall. And you can't choose when this voice speaks. Deep in our souls.
Sleeping With A Friend
(Difford/Tilbrook). . Hand me a tissue. Hand me your hand. I feel like crying please understand. I have been foolish. I crossed that line. That borders friendship.
Satisfied
They had just made love. Silent on the bed. This was their celebration. She had her eyes closed. Nothing was said. They had fulfilled temptation. He looked through the curtains.
Piccadilly
(Difford/Tilbrook). . She's not a picture above somebody's fire. She sits in a towel with a purple hair dryer,. She waits to get even with me.. She hooks up her cupcakes and puts on her jumper.
Little King
(Difford/Tilbrook). . When the little king. Rode on his horse. Into the darkened wood. No one believed. That he'd return. They thought he'd gone for good.
Letting Go
(Difford/Tilbrook). . She plaits her hair, I bite my nails. We balance love on the scales. I wind the clock and go to bed. Our love is hanging on a thread.
House Of Love
(Difford/Tilbrook). . She was full of lies and boredom. It came as no surprise that she would cheat. Her nails were long and sharp. But she didn't play the harp.
Donkey Talk
(Difford/Tilbrook). . Donkey talk. I can hear the donkey talk. Words chained out in a line. Loads of reason not much rhyme. Finger drumming beats behind.
Black Coffee In Bed
There's a stain on my notebook where your coffee cup was. And there's ash in the pages now I've got myself lost. I was writing to tell you that my feelings tonight.
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