You can stab my back, you can steal my flag But it's alright Little sticks and stones, break my brittle bones But I'm alright Every single day is a little
Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight It must have been something you said I just died in your arms tonight I keep looking for something I can't get
Eede/MacMichael There's a million of us at it And it's hard to break the habit But it doesn't mean much to me Got a million bucks of credit And they'
I never knew what it meant to me 'Til someone just took the best of me If it's some kind of conspiracy Then no one gets to the rest of me I'm turning
Midnight, feels like it's shining on me Moonlight, taxis rollin' from the sea Shots in the dark, slaves to the big city beat Heroes, toasted and sent
I dream, dream of a lonely girl Who sleeps lost in her lonely world Any sunset I'd give to you Any colour that you like, all for you, all for you She
Don't let love let you down It's been fine up to now Sahara, I just walked into your world Sahara, don't walk out on me now Don't let time tie you down
Oh I... I just died in your arms tonight It must been something you said I just died in your arms tonight I keep looking for something I can't get Broken
Reach for the sky, babe Make it to heaven Before your dreams grow old Reach for the sky, babe It's over your shoulder Reach for your dawn's own light
Eede It's a classic situation Boy meets girl meets new temptation go I demand an explanation But you keep losing concentration so So you tell him those
If you should walk away Take this broken heart And if you walk away You'll never know what's left behind Go on and get away Don't you leave a trace And
Eede And though the fires are burning under the pillars of learning i hear the wind is still howling "go home" and looking out of your window you see
i could be your new tomorrow i could be your shining star and if you should dare to follow woe betide your beating heart i said -you make it happen -you
What color is your army? Is it red or is it green? Is it full of fundamentalists with loaded magazines? Or are you preaching charity from fancy limousines
Eede/MacMichael I won't wait for you, i won't wait for you in the morning 'cause the last thing that i want is to see you cry and i won't ask of you
boys and girls will see in time that they were wrong to go fires don't burn at home, like they used to burn, those nights grew so long the scattering (
Between a rock Between a rock and a hard place There's a beating heart, watching the lights go down on my world Stoney faced letting the rope slip though
Put it down to the fighting Put it down to the fools who play in the game I'm picking up second sight I'm picking up tired ways But you better believe