Human League lyrics
Human League lyrics
"Almost Medieval lyrics"
Tell Me How You Feel lyrics
You're on my mind, had another sleepness night And all I think about is that I want you here and now All I wanna say is that I want you in my life I need you to
You're on my mind, had another sleepness night And all I think about is that I want you here and now All I wanna say is that I want you in my life I need you to
There's something in your soul that makes me feel so old In fact I think I've died about six hundred times There's less of me now and more of me then I'm moving back to the age of men Jump off the tarmac there's no stagecoach speed limit Outside the office hangs the man on the gibbet Soft lenses Grow to glasses Small world Dimly seen through cataractsA Glorious Day lyricsYour program Newspaper So they say Rumour spread by word of mouth Jump onto the escalator Press the button on the lift Raise the dust on old stair carpets Endless treads like waves of regret Now it seems I'm going madder Falling off this rotting ladder Soft lenses Grow to glasses Small world Dimly seen through cataracts Jump onto the escalator Press the button on the lift Raise the d
Who could send something so pure to lure me away I fought the last of my breath But you came along on a glorious day By the time that you left I was crawling again Yeah yoWhenever I See lyricsust on old stair carpets Endless treads like waves of regret Now it seems I'm going madder Falling off this rotting ladder Your program Newspaper So they say Rumour spread by word of mouth Jump onto the escalator Press the button on the lift Raise the dust on old stair carpets Endless treads like waves of regret Now it seems I'm going madder Falling through this rotting ladder There'
(Words and music Geoff Bullock) Whenever I see Your face Then all of my fears will fly Whenever I clearly hear The times when I ask you why Whenever I feel YourTransparent Parents lyricss something in your soul that makes me feel so old In fact I think I've died about six hundred times There's less of me now and more of me then I'm moving back to the age of men Jump off the tarmac there's no stagecoach speed limit Outside the office hangs the man on the gibbet Jump off the tarmac there's no stagecoach speed limit Outside the office swings the man on the gibbet
(Well, well, well) Well I'm constantly divin' down, driving out, jivin' about, Is cause suckers two-faced self assured sickos. I don't get it seconds are waste