I can tell by your eyes you've had one of those

Down around the cornerAbout a half a mile from hereSee the

I go down my street without a glanceAnd I

No I can't forget this evening or your face as you

For two days and nights, John lay trapped in the vault

It was on the trail of richesWe set off upon that

She had the grace of a dancer, pretty as the morning

These broken wings can take me no furtherI'm lost , and

There's a quiet Revolution going onLike a fire in every corner

Blonde hair, blue jeans, best thing I've ever seenShe looks great,

It's all right I'm not lostI've got a reading on the

My girl wakes in her bed of nightDressed in silver and

Come to my door, meet me at midnightI can't wait anymore,

Let us talk no more, let us go to sleepLet the

Can you hear me, are you listening, has your programme disappeared?I

It was late at night on the open roadSpeeding like a

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When he saw her first she was crying, on the morning

De many soldiers o warWonder what they've been fighting