(jack hues)
Living at speed
It抯 so hard, turns a year to days
The things that I need
It抯 so sad, but they will always change
So when you call my name
And the answer抯 not the same
Hold back the tears
The tears
Oh, it抯 raining
Though water抯 pouring down my face
There抯 no complaining
We must find another place
So when you抮e on your own
And you can抰 even telephone
Hold back the tears
I see your faces
I抣l never see them again
The only traces
A single colour, you抮e in a frame
In a frame
So when you抮e on your own
Remeber we抮e all alone
And hold back the tears
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