The gap that grows between our lives. The gap our parents never had. Stop those thoughts control your mind. Replace the things that you despise. Oh you're old I hear you say. It doesn't mean
work in your own town Father's in the kitchen, counting out coins. Mother's in the bedroom, looking through pictures of her boys. One is in London looking for a job. The other's in Whitehall, looking
rhythm change your world on the floor. You know we’re running sh*t tonight on the floor. Brazil Morocco. London to Ibiza. Straight to LA, New York. Vegas to Africa. Chorus. Dance the night away. Live your
I was told a million times. Of all the troubles in my way. How I had to keep on trying. Little better evry day. But if I crossed a million rivers. And I rode a million miles. Then Id still be
I was told a million times. Of all the troubles in my way. How I had to keep on trying. Little better evry day. But if I crossed a million rivers. And I rode a million miles. Then Id still be
It's raining in my head. But no tears come down. And I'm dreaming of you. Until sleep comes around. Sleep comes down sleep comes down. Sleep comes down sleep comes down. The orchestra's playing
Oh babe, I love the way you smile. Stay with me, smile all the time, don't go. I love the way you slide. Stay with me, slide all the time, don't go. I love the way you're mine. Stay with me
Oh babe, I love the way you smile. Stay with me, smile all the time, don't go. I love the way you slide. Stay with me, slide all the time, don't go. I love the way you're mine. Stay with me
to face the face. We got to race the race, we got to Keep looking. New York, Chicago. London and Glasgow. Keep looking Keep on looking, keep on cooking. Go to stay on this case. Study the pix
(Rossi / Young). . You spend my money. You drink my best red wine. You think it's funny. To see me all the time. Sitting with my head hanging down. Treating me just like a clown. You spend my
-eel. About you. If you should ever leave me. Life would go on believe me. The world could show nothing to me. So what good would li-iving do me. God only knows what I'd be-ee. Without you. God
Carol You're so London, you're so Kensington Gardens, and I'm so San Antone. Julie (spoken) What's wrong with that?. Carol You're so harp strings, you're so chamber ensemble, and I'm so saxophone