When somebody loves you
It's no good unless he loves you
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's
By IcehouseAngel Street------------Iva Davies / Robert Kretschmer------------she
Her arms around a flag of blue
His colors flying black
Sunk deep in the night
I sink in the night
Standing alone
Ooh, don't talk to me!
Well, you tell me I'm the
In Berlin, by the wall
you were five foot ten inches
The Paris hearts all line the boulevarde
she shows her hand
By IcehouseBreak These Chains------------------Iva Davies------------------so te
She comes walking down the street
That's the kind, hey,
That's the
I ask myself should I put my finger to the
I've got a pocket full of holes
Head in the clouds
Oh oh......So dangerous, like freedom she fades away
The vision
(Uh-oh...Uh-oh...) (Uh-oh...Uh-oh...)
Dedicated to Glam...(do-do-do-da-da)
De
Promises, promises
Old tired, worn out second hand sentences
One thing with
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