[Scene one:] Late at night interior, we find ourselves inside the car Our hero has just gone too far, his lover bleeding in the back He removes the Lucky
Sweetness, sweetness never suits me, when I get up to take you home Maybe it's love, love at first slightly drunk Now I'm walking with the sun in my
I never knew there was someone, to make me come alive When you go to work all the day I wait For you to come home, recount our time, in our little place
[Wanted:] Single f, under 33, must enjoy the sun, must enjoy the sea [Sought by single m:] Mrs.Destiny, send photo to address, is it you and me? [Reply
where he'd begun Roses are the flower he would prefer Scatter all his ashes on the pier Genova Heights, Genova Heights Are hard to leave, are hard to leave The bedroom
Grey skies and light fading, headlamps making patterns on the wall Uptown it's dead now but, out here no one seems to care at all Slick girls and sick
a man The ecstasy, the being free, the big black cloud over you and me And after that, the upwards fall, and were we angels after all? I don't know, I
Stuck on the wall, the note that you left I wait and stall for the moment Your reckless heart, you know you got it Into the past, I try to sort it Out
When you can't get up to the cold morning light But you don't get to sleep in [still dreaming] And everybody only wants to fight You're up against never