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| 3:30 | 
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Sky of ink and diamond stars
Empty streets of just occasional cars Here we lie in a lullaby Of the stillness in our room Words are unable to speak of love Like a smile in a whisper does Ooh ooo, words are unable to speak of love Like a smile in a whisper does All of the letters an' all of the words In all of the books, all over the world They're nothing but sounds and vowels and nouns For talking to strangers, that's all they're worth Words are unable to speak of love Like a smile in a whisper does Ooh, words are unable to speak of love Like a smile in a whisper does Orchestra of tiny harps It's like pepper sprinkled on our hearts We're threading a needle with boxing gloves When we try and talk about love Words are unable to speak of love Like a smile in a whisper does Ooh, words are unable to speak of love Like a smile in a whisper does Ooh, words are unable to speak of love Like a smile in a whisper does Yea, words are unable to speak of love Like a smile in a whisper does Woh woh oh oh Woh woh oh oh Woh woh oh oh Like a smile in a whisper does |
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| 2. |
| 3:36 |
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I don't want half hearted love affairs
I need someone who really cares. Life is too short to play silly games I've promised myself I won't do that again. It's got to be perfect It's got to be worth it yeah. Too many people Take second best But I won't take anything less It's got to be yeah perfect. Young hearts are foolish they make such mistakes They're much too eager to give their love away. Well I have been foolish too many times Now I'm determined I'm gonna get it right. It's got to be perfect It's got to be worth it yeah. Too many people Take second best But I won't take anything less It's got to be yeah perfect. Young hearts are foolish they make such mistakes They're much too eager to give their love away. Well I have been foolish too many times Now I'm determined I'm gonna get it right. It's got to be perfect It's got to be worth it yeah. Too many people Take second best But I won't take anything less It's got to be yeah perfect. It's got to be yeah worth it. It's got to be perfect. |
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| 3. |
| 3:54 |
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jazz in a basement bar, the moon's on the rain
drunk too much, spent too much, penniless again oh sweetheart where are you tonight I remember when we used to walk by the Thames the lights on the embankment like jewels on chains I'll never forget what you said at the start you said ??I'll put a string of lights 'round your heart?? I've got your photograph, the one that you signed tucked in my pocket, all tattered by time oh sweetheart who's with you tonight are you there at the roundabouts, down in the park where you sneak through the railings, when it's locked after dark is she learning the song you taught me at the start the one the bells and the banjos played on our hearts Enstr체mental now the bars are all empty, everybody's gone home perhaps I'll walk down the embankment alone oh sweetheart I'm glad that we met and that there's jazz in the basement bars and jewels on chains 'cause I've drunk too much and spent too much but there's moon on the rain Vokal ??le Enstr체mental |
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| 4. |
| 3:45 |
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Cats are crying, gates are slammin'
The wind is howling 'round the house tonight I'm as lonely as a boat out on the sea when the night is black and the tide is high Oh, on nights like this (I) feel like falling to my knees Fell like calling "heaven, please" Find my love - Find my love Find my love - Find my love Oh, well, I turn the dial on my radio trying to find an all-night station Want to hear a song I know, a song about my situation Oh, on nights like this... Find my love... Somewhere out there, there must be a boy for this girl Could be anywhere, could be next door or the other side of the world! Call up the radio, give'em my number, tell them to put it out on the air There must be someone, there must be someone like me sitting lonely as a boat out there Oh, on nights like this... Find my love... |
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| 5. |
| 2:17 |
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children with candyfloss
and prizes of goldfish young men kill tin ducks in sharp shooter poses the laughter of the lovers on the rickety stairs the rumble of the diesel and the sounds of the fair an old gypsy lady in soft Spanish whispers took my hands in hers and told me their secrets ??your heart is a fire and his love is an ember you must forget what you'll always remember?? superstitious nonsense just a fairground attraction I walked through the neons in search of distraction but the tears in my eyes knew the truth in my heart she'd only confirmed what I knew at the start oh-ah-ah-ah ah-ah-ah ah-ah-ah |
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| 6. |
| 4:12 |
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Wish me well, say goodbye
I'll never tell I saw you cry Understand, you're not to blame It's just that the wind The wind knows my name And it's callin' me Callin' me Callin' me again I think that you knew right from the start There was this restlessness in my heart It's a feeling that I have tried to tame But it's hard when the wind When the wind knows your name And it's callin' me Callin' me Callin' me again It's a cruel wind that tears us apart But the worst thing is a tired and bitter heart So dry your eyes, no more tears (Hmm, hmm) Hold me once and I'll walk out of here (Hmm, hmm) Who knows one day we'll meet again (Hmm, hmm) But don't wait for me 'cause the wind knows my name And it's callin' me Callin' me Callin' me again Yes, it's callin' me Callin' me Callin' me again You carry on |
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| 7. |
| 3:16 |
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my baby's love is called Clare
serpentine seductress, I can't compare my baby's love is merciless to me wailing like a hussy and laughing drunkenly and over the rooftops when the stars prickle the skies London is sleeping and the Mississippi moon shines I hear them making love I hear them making love Clare was born in New Orleans she grew up in the bars of Bourbon Street back in the days of Marie Laveau she learnt the ways of that old voodoo and over the rooftops when the stars prickle the skies London is sleeping and the Mississippi moon shines I hear them making love I hear them making love and over the rooftops when the stars prickle the skies London is sleeping and the Mississippi moon shines I hear them making love I hear them making love I hear them making love I hear them making love I hear them making love I hear them making love I hear them making love ... |
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| 8. |
| 3:29 |
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want to hear a comedy waltz tonight
a couple of beers and a comedy waltz tonight small minded people at the place where I work there's small minded people all over the world so I want to hear a comedy waltz tonight tell me a joke that brings tears to my eyes please tell me a joke so that I can laugh till I cry I've heard the news and it's always the same never any laughs, just trouble again so tell me a joke that brings tears to my eyes there's something I can't quite put my finger on about a clockwork monkey beating a drum but any time I have seen such a thing there's something inside of me knows what it means I want to learn how to dance, I want to spin Enstr체mental there's something I can't quite put my finger on about a clockwork monkey beating a drum but any time I have seen such a thing there's something inside of me knows what it means I want to hear a comedy waltz tonight a couple of beers and a comedy waltz tonight yes, I want to hear a comedy waltz tonight |
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| 9. |
| 2:41 |
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No calls, no letters
Just fireweeds and stinging nettles But the moon is mine Yeah, the moon is mine Bad news in the papers Bad news for this sinner's wages But the moon is mine Yeah, the moon is mine Skim a stone across the river Throw all my money in the wishing well I can't afford the cost of living If the price is living hell No one to call me baby, no, no No valentines again But the moon is mine Yeah, the moon is mine No hook to hang my hat on No rooms for rent today But the moon is mine Yeah, the moon is mine Skim a stone across the river Throw all my money in a wishing well I can't afford the cost of living If the price is living hell I used to believe In a glittering prize But lately I've seen That that's just a pillow of lies And the moon is mine Yeah, the moon is mine That beautiful ball of cheese Is my personal property The moon is mine The moon is mine Oh, the moon is mine The moon is mine |
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| 10. |
| 3:01 |
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the kids from Station Street
don't play 'round here no more she doesn't exactly understand but it's something to do with the war so she learned some tunes on piano she's very good for her age but sometimes she pounds the keys with her tiny fists in a rage she doesn't exactly understand but it's something to do with the war like when Aunt Mary took her to O'Riley's caff he said ??I can't serve your kind in here so don't go coming back?? so she took to painting pictures such a promising child but sometimes the pictures she paints are ugly and wild she doesn't exactly understand but it's something to do with the war Enstr체mental so she prays to the statues on Sundays she says ??please won't you give me a sign if there's any sense to this move your hand or wink an eye?? but the statues are cold and stony faced like the soldiers by the door she doesn't understand anything at all anything at all |
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| 3:50 |
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The way she whispers
The stories I have heard In captivation my eyes are wide with her words So much respect in here My heart is blowing up to burst With one step forward She leads me by the hand I think I'll make it Though stars up in the sky They show we're all the same And some day soon they say we all must die Chorus: Tell them all Wrap them up in fire With your love Here I am Somebody told me The answer's in the fight Grab all you can Take everything in sight Don't care if I sit here forever Holding nothing but my heart She whispers to me "It makes no difference You get what you give And only then just enough To make you happy no more no less Too much is too absurd CHORUS She speaks in silence Her work is never done But still goes on 'til The battle she has won But for a moment I thought I saw her Dancing in the stars |
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| 3:25 |
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the lights on the westway go on
a million cars hurry home an ice cream van shuts off its tinsel bells winter won't be long I see you every day I watch as you walk down this way we pass on the stairs of this council block too shy to find words to say but your smile is a prayer that prays for love and your heart is a kite that longs to fly hallelujah here I am let's cut the strings tonight so meet me on the corner at eight let's get out of this place we'll kiss the first of a million kisses and let the past fall away for your smile is a prayer that prays for love and your heart is a kite that longs to fly hallelujah here I am let's cut the strings tonight Enstr체mental yes your smile is a prayer that prays for love and your heart is a kite that longs to fly hallelujah here I am let's cut the strings tonight yes your smile is a prayer that prays for love and your heart is a kite that longs to fly hallelujah here I am we'll cut the strings tonight and we'll kiss the first of a million kisses la-la-la-la-la-la |
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| 2:28 |
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Like water wears away a stone,
time gently erodes memories And when love's been replaced by a bitter aftertaste It's hard to recall just what started it all But I remembered what I thought I'd forgotten when I saw you again today I resisted and I can be stubborn but my resistance just crumbled away and now I'm falling backwards into your arms again Days turned to years and went by and my tears eventually dried but the salt that remained made me thirsty again Well, nobody's all bad and I couldn't stay mad When I remembered what I thought I'd forgotten when I saw you again today I resisted and I can be stubborn but my resistance just crumbled away and now I'm falling backwards into your arms again Oh, sweetness, it's madness to start this all again But when we kiss I'll gladly let them come and certify me insane, oh I remembered that heatwave summer We were practically kids You persisted and I surrendered and we were glad when I finally did And now I'm falling backwards into your arms again Falling backwards, falling backwards, falling backwards, into your arms again |
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| 14. |
| 4:38 |
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Fragile featured little girl
Just stepped out into the world White cotton summer dresses, hair tied in lace Pearly button eyes in her girly little face She married a man, what a louse like a bull In her China dream house, with confetti in his pocket And ice in his heart he tore that little girl's world apart So don't go to her like the others before With some worn out line from a film that you saw No don't waste your time and your trouble you'll see She don't believe in mythology Now she's known voodoo in a kiss And she's known witchcraft on nights like this Like a fly in a spider's web or a rat in a trap Whispers as lethal as a switchblade attack No don't go to her like the others before With some worn out line from a film that you saw No don't waste your time or your trouble you'll see She don't believe in mythology, in mythology No don't waste your time and your trouble you'll see She don't believe in mythology |
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