(Kirsty MacColl). I thought of you when they closed down the school. And the hospital too. Did they think that you were better?. They were wrong. You had so many friends.
(Kirsty MacColl). Some boys with warm beds and cold, cold hearts. Can make you feel nothing at all. They'll never remember and they'll never mind. If you're counting the cracks in the wall.
I thought of you. When they closed down the school and the hospital too. Did they think that you were better? They were wrong. You had so many friends they all left you in the end.
Some boys with warm beds and cold, cold hearts. Can make you feel nothing at all. They'll never remember and they'll never mind. If you're counting the cracks in the wall.
Love's dreaming, love's sleeping. And when it wakes again. Who knows the company it's keeping. I am dreaming, I am falling. And just before I hit the ground.
Some boys with warm beds and cold, cold hearts. Can make you feel nothing at all. They'll never remember and they'll never mind. If you're counting the cracks in the wall.