(Track 1 - Time 4: 14). (Tony Martin/Mark Nesler). . If I never think about her, I'll never miss her at all. Never wonder what she's doin, never give her a call.
Well, my heart has fallen down. Thought I'd talked myself around. But to be myself completely I've just got to let you down. . Well, I knew I'd say goodbye.
Emma tried to run away. I followed her across the city. She went out to the easterhouse. Because she liked the sound of it. . She didn't have a single penny.
I could hang about and burn my fingers. I've been hanging out here waiting for something to start. You think I'm faultless to a 'T'. My manner set impeccably.
I went looking for my darling. I went looking for a sign. And I found her in the morning. Somewhere in the back of my mind. . I'm not what I could be.
Hey people, looking out the window at the city below. Hey people, looking out the window, full of fun and sorrow. Hey people, looking out the window at the city below.
I will confess to you. Because you made me think about the times. You turn the picture on to me and I'll turn over. The picture was a masterpiece of comic timing.
What do you do when hope is all but gone?. You need a brother to lean on. But your brother's gone. Your sister's in the wrong part of town. I took a walk to remember ecstasy.
INSTRUMENTAL. . In the hope I'll forget I'll wait. It's a chance I'll take oh yeah. In the hope I'll forget I'll wait. For the time. . In the spring I'll watch my step.
I'm sitting around at the checkpoint. Keeping myself to myself. My heart's going out to the girl with the gun. She is young, she is fun, she is deadly.
He raped me in the chalet lines. The girl I shared with was away for the night. I couldn't get up for my shift today. I'll have to leave the camp now anyway.
He raped me in the chalet lines. The girl I shared with was away for the night. I couldn't get up for my shift today. I'll have to leave the camp now anyway.
A mile and a half on a bus takes a long time. The odour of old prison food takes a long time to pass you by. Day upon day of this wandering gets you down.
The boy done wrong again. Hang your head in shame and cry your life away. The boy done wrong again. Hang your head in shame and cry your life away. Are you ok now?.
Well, look at the kid from school. He's teaching mamas and papas how to be a little cool. He's changing fashion, the way he dress. The tracksuits are old, and the hoodie's way too moody.
In the board room the quiet man takes a. Second to think what to do. He's out of his seat and he's starting to speak. And he hears his own voice. For years and years he's done nothing but bow down and put up with all their demands.
Look at me in that photograph. Before we were ever us. Long before you found someone else. And broke our sacred trust. . I hardly recognize myself. Sure has been a while.
"That's Not Me". . Must have been out of my mind. Must have been a little bit crazy. I had heaven in my hands. Didn't even know to do with it. Must have been seeing things.
I've never been closer. Of trying to understand. That certain feeling. Carved by another's hand. But it's too late to hesitate. We can't keep on living like this.
Wouldn't want to go calling this love. That word isn't close enough. To describe what we've got here. My heart is still in one piece. I can eat and I can sleep.