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Del Amitri Waking Hours

(Currie, Harvie, Slaven) Lovehearts on an old stone building Have no relevance now Sherry bottles in a bus-stop litter bin Remind me of you somehow

(Currie, Harvie) A struck match faded like a nervous laugh Beyond the halo of a naked bulb Your low voice mingles with your other half's; Schoolfriends

(Currie) Everybody in the funhouse Says they want out But we're taking our time 'Cos we're in love with time Whole generations thinking of themselves

(Currie) Nobody's perfect, and that's something that I'm sure she'll know 'Cos trying to tell her lies from the truth at times Is like trying to

the weekend's last drops Sunday night's the night for forgiving maybe that's why They shut the shops And you're gone One day you wake up And all

Love hearts on an old stone building Have no relevance now And sherry bottles in a bus-stop litter bin Remind me of you somehow And you look so young

We could be away from here By ten o'clock tonight Pennies won't get us to heaven, I know But a borrowed car just might Look through my wallet There's

You sent greetings from Liverpool And I took the next train Passed by people putting flowers on graves And we got delayed When I arrived, you had vanished