(Downes, Horn, Howe, Squire, White) That's what you say Does it really happen to you Does that explain This is the season for this display. To take
(Downes, Horn, Howe, Squire, White) Memories, how they fade so fast Look back, that is no escape Tied down, now you see too late. Lovers, they will
(Downes, Horn, Howe, Squire, White) Part I Run down a street Where the glass shows That summer has gone Age, in the doorways Resenting the pace of
(Downes, Horn, Howe, Squire, White) I see a man in a white car Move like a ghost on the skyline Take all your dreams And you throw them away Man in
(Downes, Horn, Howe, Squire, White) I asked my love to give me shelter And all she offered me were dreams Of all the moments spent together That move
Run down a street where the glass shows That summer has gone Age, in the doorways Resenting the pace of the dawn All of them standing in line All of
I asked my love to give me shelter And all she offered me were dreams Of all the moments spent together That move like never ending streams Run through
for an answer (Yes, yes) Will the silence be broken (Yes, yes) Should we wait for an answer (Yes, yes) Do we leave it unspoken Yes, yes Yes, yes Yes, yes
I see a man in a white car Move like a ghost on the skyline Take all your dreams And you throw them away Man in a white car
: (Downes, Horn, Howe, Squire, White) I see a man in a white car Move like a ghost on the skyline Take all your dreams And you throw them away Man in
: (Downes, Horn, Howe, Squire, White) Memories, how they fade so fast Look back, that is no escape Tied down, now you see too late. Lovers, they will
: (Downes, Horn, Howe, Squire, White) I asked my love to give me shelter And all she offered me were dreams Of all the moments spent together That move
an answer (Yes, Yes) Will the silence be broken (Yes, Yes) Should we wait for an answer (Yes, Yes) Do we leave it unspoken (Yes Yes Yes Yes . . .)
: (Downes, Horn, Howe, Squire, White) That's what you say Does it really happen to you Does that explain This is the season for this display. To take
: (Downes, Horn, Howe, Squire, White) Part I Run down a street Where the glass shows That summer has gone Age, in the doorways Resenting the pace of
with my motherf**kin guns on the side In case of drama, I'm the first to break wild until they all die, Outlaw Yes (change my ways) yes The Black Jesuz
, it ain't easy bein' me Life as a celebrity is less than heavily I got these fakes and these back-stabbers chasin' me around And it's always drama Whevever
