The clocks go forward the clocks
go back
Yet here I sit as if I were
the only one
And oh you cannot hear me
Oh you cannot hear me
Can anybody hear me out there
He's up on his high horse again
You're down in the park
I'm left to fight my impulses
alone here in the dark
The chain that fell off my
bike last night
Is now wrapped round my heart
Sometimes I think that
Fate has been against us from
the start
I long to let our love run
free
Yet here I am a victim of
geography
And oh you cannot hear me
Oh you cannot hear me
Can anybody hear me out there
She said kiss me or would you
rather
Live in a land where the soap
won't lather
And oh...
You know you are the only
one
Yes you are the only one
Yes you are the only one
Marco Giunco |
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