Текст песни The Style Council - The Paris Match, слова песни The Style Council

Текст песни The Style Council - The Paris Match

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Empty hoursSpent combing the streetIn daytime showersThey`ve become my beat;As I walk from cafe to barI wish I knew where you are;Because you`ve clouded my mindAnd now I`m all out of timeEmpty skies say try to forgetBetter advice is to have no regrets;As I tread the boulevard floorWill I see once more;Because you`ve clouded my mind`Till then I`m biding my timeI`m only sad in a natural wayAnd I enjoy sometimes feeling this wayThe gift you gave is desireThe match that started my fireEmpty nights with nothing to doI sit and think, every thought is for you;I get so restless and boredSo I go out once more;I hate to feel so confinedI feel like I`m wasting my time

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The Paris Match

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