Well the walls are turning yellow like a smokers tooth Cold as a call girls smile in a phone booth Baby pigeon starving on the side of the roof Nothing's changed [ Sometimes words don't say enough Sometimes silence says too much Too close for comfort but too far too touch Nothing's changed
Sun still shiny in the play ground Water still running like a grey hound My heads still drumming when I lay down Nothing strange We still rattle round the same town Like two little stones in a coke can Like two lost kids at a fairground Nothing's changed
Car alarms ringing in the dead of the night Drunk man singing in the morning light Too brave to fall but to scared to fight Nothing's changed
Sun still shining in the play ground Water still running like a greyhound My heads still drumming when I lay down Nothing strange We're just dancers waiting in the wings Ain't no answers blowing in the wind Ain't no saint no sin And nothings changed
Compositor: Michael David Rosenberg (PRS)Editor: Sony/ATV Music Publishing Limited (PRS)Administração: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLCECAD verificado obra #26728495 em 05/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM