Week In Week Out


It‘s not you it‘s not me It‘s a feeling now & then
To your face I find it hard to say A word about
your ways that‘s ok Your smile the bravest face of
all Look your eyes they try to pin me down Save me
from myself I won‘t see your smile the bravest
face of all I don‘t care for it at all Warmth and
smiles as we follow this old game and we‘re
looking through windows the colour of wine and
second by second they close leaving me behind.