Lovers Retreat Lyrics by Clark Anne
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Look at your young facesThey're growing older with each momentHarder and less beautifulWith every word we sayStumbling over bridgesAnd through the backstreetsWaiting for some thingBut we don't knoe whatIt could be a promiseIt could be passionEternal lifeOr instant deathWading through rubbishAnd dodging choc-a-block carsThrough the door and up the stairsWe'll find some moments of happinessBetween shets we've knownso oftenThe warmest place in this hostile townAfterwads, through dust and comfort filled eyesWe can look upwadrsAnd almost stare at the stars
Look at your young facesThey're growing older with each momentHarder and less beautifulWith every word we sayStumbling over bridgesAnd through the backstreetsWaiting for some thingBut we don't knoe whatIt could be a promiseIt could be passionEternal lifeOr instant deathWading through rubbishAnd dodging choc-a-block carsThrough the door and up the stairsWe'll find some moments of happinessBetween shets we've knownso oftenThe warmest place in this hostile townAfterwads, through dust and comfort filled eyesWe can look upwadrsAnd almost stare at the stars