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It's just coincidence
Well, you can talk that way
But I have to say I don't believe in it
And with the chill of chance,
I decided to dance the days away
And I wasn't worried at all
Sneaking through the back door
And I wasn't worried at all
Dreams are what you live for
Waiting for the light to turn green
Carry me home
To the kindest eyes that I've ever seen
Carry me home
Well, can you tell me how will it be now?
How will it be?
Can you tell me, how will it be now?
How will it be?
Well we were younger then,
And the days were long and slow
But were we wiser then?
I couldn't say, I wouldn't know
But I wasn't worried at all
I had someone to run to
No I wasn't worried at all
I knew which way the wind blew
Counting out the chaos and gloom
Carry me home
And I watched the ceiling spin round the room
Carry me home
Well, can you tell me, how will it be now?
How will it be?
Can you tell me, how will it be now?
How will it be?
In the real world, how will it be?
In a cold world, how will it be?
In a lonely world, how will it be?
Will the ghosts just stop!
Following me
No, now drawn into the sun
He was the only one
In the real world, how will it be?
In a cold, cold world, how will it be?
Beck and call, beg and crawl, how will it be?
Will the ghosts just stop!
Following me?
No, now drawn into the sun
He was the only one
And so I'll remember you,
I'll remember the days and the thousands of ways you pulled me through,
And dream of all the things you've seen,
Of all the faces and all of the places you have been,
Now you have no phone and you have no name and you have no number,
And it comes to an end in the blink of an eye and it makes me wonder...
Well, you can talk that way
But I have to say I don't believe in it
And with the chill of chance,
I decided to dance the days away
And I wasn't worried at all
Sneaking through the back door
And I wasn't worried at all
Dreams are what you live for
Waiting for the light to turn green
Carry me home
To the kindest eyes that I've ever seen
Carry me home
Well, can you tell me how will it be now?
How will it be?
Can you tell me, how will it be now?
How will it be?
Well we were younger then,
And the days were long and slow
But were we wiser then?
I couldn't say, I wouldn't know
But I wasn't worried at all
I had someone to run to
No I wasn't worried at all
I knew which way the wind blew
Counting out the chaos and gloom
Carry me home
And I watched the ceiling spin round the room
Carry me home
Well, can you tell me, how will it be now?
How will it be?
Can you tell me, how will it be now?
How will it be?
In the real world, how will it be?
In a cold world, how will it be?
In a lonely world, how will it be?
Will the ghosts just stop!
Following me
No, now drawn into the sun
He was the only one
In the real world, how will it be?
In a cold, cold world, how will it be?
Beck and call, beg and crawl, how will it be?
Will the ghosts just stop!
Following me?
No, now drawn into the sun
He was the only one
And so I'll remember you,
I'll remember the days and the thousands of ways you pulled me through,
And dream of all the things you've seen,
Of all the faces and all of the places you have been,
Now you have no phone and you have no name and you have no number,
And it comes to an end in the blink of an eye and it makes me wonder...
Lyrics submitted by cate12305
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"A few months prior to starting 'Strange Times' I'd lost a very old and dear friend to cancer. At that time it was the hardest blow I'd ever been dealt and I wanted to write something specially, the idea 'Tears' originally 'Tears Are Not Enough' seemed perfect for it. I think it had been earmarked as a single by both the producer and the label from the word go, hence the first 'rocky' version, which I liked up to a point, but it didn't quite capture what I'd had in mind and so I argued and eventually got, an alternative treatment. The studio was residential but the producer chose to commute each day from nearby London. We chose to continue working into the night and it was the band and the engineer that put the track together, the producer then coming in on the mix. Personally, the night we recorded it was one of the highlights of the album."
What a beautiful song! Definitely THE BEST overlooked band of the 80s.