You know,
You decorate the garage wall,
Hang in people's halls,
Live in secret drawers,
If you could look around you,
Wonder what you'd see.
Fiction.
That's all you really are I know,
Editorial dreams.
They can't make you real,
Tell me where you came from,
And where you're going to.
I won't ever, no I'll never get to know her,
Or be the cause of anything she does.
I won't ever, no I'll never get to hold her.
Do you think this aching could be love?
Oh you know,
You've figured in some fantasies.
You would not believe,
What you've had to do,
Life goes on around you all because of you.
I won't ever, no I'll never get to know her,
Or be the cause of anything she does.
I won't ever, no I'll never get to hold her.
Do you think this aching could be love?
You know,
That in twenty years or more,
You still look the same
As you do today.
You'll still be a young girl,
When I'm old and grey.
I won't ever, no I'll never get to know her,
Or be the cause of anything she does.
I won't ever, no I'll never get to hold her.
Do you think this aching could be love?
You decorate the garage wall,
Hang in people's halls,
Live in secret drawers,
If you could look around you,
Wonder what you'd see.
Fiction.
That's all you really are I know,
Editorial dreams.
They can't make you real,
Tell me where you came from,
And where you're going to.
I won't ever, no I'll never get to know her,
Or be the cause of anything she does.
I won't ever, no I'll never get to hold her.
Do you think this aching could be love?
Oh you know,
You've figured in some fantasies.
You would not believe,
What you've had to do,
Life goes on around you all because of you.
I won't ever, no I'll never get to know her,
Or be the cause of anything she does.
I won't ever, no I'll never get to hold her.
Do you think this aching could be love?
You know,
That in twenty years or more,
You still look the same
As you do today.
You'll still be a young girl,
When I'm old and grey.
I won't ever, no I'll never get to know her,
Or be the cause of anything she does.
I won't ever, no I'll never get to hold her.
Do you think this aching could be love?
Lyrics submitted by Demau Senae
Anything She Does Lyrics as written by Phil Collins Michael Rutherford
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
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A song about the nature of God.
You decorate the garage walls, Hang in people's halls, Live in secret drawers, (where Christian people keep crosses)
If you could look around you, Wonder what you'd see. (God doesn't care basically)
Fiction. That's all you really are I know, Editorial dreams. They can't make you real, (God's not there.)
Oh you know, You've figured in some fantasies. You would not believe, What you've had to do, Life goes on around you and all because of you. (God created this evil world and doesn't seem to be doing anything about. "In some fantasies" he might have thought not to do it, since he'd know what the results would be.)
You know, That in twenty years or more, You'll still look the same As you do today. You'll still be a young girl, When I'm old and grey. (God is supposedly immortal and we are mortal)
I won't ever, no I'll never get to know her, Or be the cause of anything she does. I won't ever, no I'll never get to hold her. Do you think this aching could be love? (He thinks God is obviously bullcrap, but for some reason it feels good to try to believe anyway.)
Is it getting clear yet? God God God. That's it. The whole album! Go to the next song now! :)
@steve82c Not even close. Weirdo.