"Coming in from the cold" as written by and Pollock Henderson....
Step inside
A better dream job you could never find
A set of keys and bottles heaven wide
Find yourself a seat and settle in for the ride
Raise your glass
We're going to drink now till the summer's past
So bring the hats out we all need a laugh
And let the neighbours talk then make sure you lose them
We can
Try for the right kind of life
I only wish that you'd had a chance to decide
Have a look around you there's no-one there
How can you call this fair
Not to blame
No-one's telling you you're not to blame
Things around they just don't feel the same
And I don't recognise this person that still remains
Settle down
I really hope that you can settle down
Take your tent and trailer out of town
We'll find a place to roam where you could escape to
We can
Try for the right kind of life
I only wish that you'd had a chance to decide
Have a look around you there's no-one there
How can you call this fair
Everybody's waiting for the big surprise
But nobody will notice when it does arrive
So send it on
Try for the right kind of life
I only wish that you'd had a chance to decide
Have a look around you there's no-one there
How can you call this fair
We're coming in from the cold
And everybody's searching for someone to hold
Have a look around you there's no-one there
How can you call this fair
A better dream job you could never find
A set of keys and bottles heaven wide
Find yourself a seat and settle in for the ride
Raise your glass
We're going to drink now till the summer's past
So bring the hats out we all need a laugh
And let the neighbours talk then make sure you lose them
We can
Try for the right kind of life
I only wish that you'd had a chance to decide
Have a look around you there's no-one there
How can you call this fair
Not to blame
No-one's telling you you're not to blame
Things around they just don't feel the same
And I don't recognise this person that still remains
Settle down
I really hope that you can settle down
Take your tent and trailer out of town
We'll find a place to roam where you could escape to
We can
Try for the right kind of life
I only wish that you'd had a chance to decide
Have a look around you there's no-one there
How can you call this fair
Everybody's waiting for the big surprise
But nobody will notice when it does arrive
So send it on
Try for the right kind of life
I only wish that you'd had a chance to decide
Have a look around you there's no-one there
How can you call this fair
We're coming in from the cold
And everybody's searching for someone to hold
Have a look around you there's no-one there
How can you call this fair
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"Coming in from the Cold" as written by Pollock Henderson
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We’re coming in from the cold
And everybody’s searching for someone to hold
Have a look around you there’
s no-one there
How can you call this fair
... how sad.
My girl broke up with me and I'm always finding myself listening to this song.. It's like the song is speaking for me, because everything fits so nicely..
Everybody’s waiting for the big surprise
But nobody will notice when it does arrive
So send it on
Just saying, try thinking of that struggle next time you listen to it ;¬)