Lights are fading, the feeling is back
This is the closest thing to disaster
Keep on fading, snow white into black
The kind of thing you laugh about after
And we were stuck, stacking misery
Four long days, in an ugly town
We pretend to know about misery
And never felt the cold sun beating down
But you will soon
Watching TV, and flirting with fate
He drank my cold soul under the table
Fame and fever, to risk and relay
You shouldn't cry you're willing and able
I have locked, an ugly image here
Avoiding the cop, in an ugly stare
And staring back, it's what you bargained for
You never felt the cold sun beating down
But you will soon
You have this family to support
One house and three young children, biting at your hands
I don't pretend to understand
But listen, listen, listen, I, I, I , I, I
Have never liked that look in your eyes
And I, I, I, I, I
Am still shouting "please, please, forgive me
for what I've done"
What have I done?
Why is this taking so long?
The love is cold but
The engine is warm
I think of home, I think of the sweet life
Of sweat and sunshine, and sandals and shorts
We had the field mice on the hi-fi
We got bored, in our own living room
So we got stuck with an ugly fix
That kills your days, and makes you forget a lot
And then you feel the hot sun beating down, and you start to cry
Here's what I think the lyrics say
Lights are fading, the feeling is back This is the closest thing to disaster Keep on fading, snow white into black The kind of thing you laugh about after
And we were stuck, stacking misery Four long days, in an ugly town We pretend to know about misery And never felt the cold sun beating down But you will soon
Watching TV, and flirting with fate He drank my cold soul under the table Fame and fever, to risk and relay You shouldn't cry you're willing and able
I have locked, an ugly image here Avoiding the cop, in an ugly stare And staring back, it's what you bargained for You never felt the cold sun beating down But you will soon You have this family to support One house and three young children, biting at your hands I don't pretend to understand But listen, listen, listen, I, I, I , I, I Have never liked that look in your eyes And I, I, I, I, I Am still shouting "please, please, forgive me for what I've done" What have I done? Why is this taking so long?
The love is cold but The engine is warm I think of home, I think of the sweet life Of sweat and sunshine, and sandals and shorts We had the field mice on the hi-fi
We got bored, in our own living room So we got stuck with an ugly fix That kills your days, and makes you forget a lot And then you feel the hot sun beating down, and you start to cry