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Fruit Salad Lives (Andrew Brough) Somewhere life it turns against me, everything goes wrong Somewhere thinking everything's okay, then it all goes bad Maybe I'll find someplace to go Maybe I'll find someone to know Yes I think I'm running out of time... If you think I'm talking too loud then I'll just go away If you think that I'm repeating something, I'll just turn away Fruit salad lives are part of our lives Falling apart, the sweetness is fading fast Since I never liked the times that gets me but everything goes wrong Somewhere thinking everything's okay, then it all goes sour |
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Walk Out On Your Own (Andrew Brough) In a long night on your own, the sounds ...?... midnight Until I go to bed and turn out the light and sleep all day And when the morning comes and the people are on their way, ah We can go down to meet and go home for the night every day Maybe I feel like distant years gone down Turning to the night to escape the light Maybe I feel like distance and things gone wrong Then one morning inside, to go outside Then you walk out on your own |
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No Reason To Hide (Andrew Brough) I know it's hard to find your way Through all the people of the day You'll find that some are just like you What's the use in trying, only let you down There's no reason, no real reason to hide And then we cope with tardiness And then we hope to make a friend But something runs inside with you Lost inside on my own, far away home And so we search for bitter mint and happier fears But the tears they break and only come by only as you're getting old And you still haven't found what you really want Lonely lives a familiar tone for lonely hearts and Though it's hard to find a way to All the people all the day you'll Find that some are just like you, but What's the use in trying, they'll only let you down |
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What's In A Name (Andrew Brough) I once looked at you, standing over my bed at night Tell me about the lives of people you wanted to live I was only young, you were moving on in (through the) years Hanging onto the lives of people you didn't even know Ah, what's in a name Hope you'll always see me as I am What's in a name Hoping that I'll always be the same Now the day'll come, never found that way of life Full of ideals, full of crushed hopes, there's no way to know Then I look at me, will I be the same as you Searching for faces, searching for lives that aren't even mine |
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Fly (Andrew Brough) Do we have nothing to say, gonna laugh, forget our way When we feel like landing down again after crying so hope in a dream Looking round, nothing but blue, looking down, everyone's sand How're they gonna listen, gonna hang on to dream this time And I am going to fly Then in heaven looking for less Some ideas of angels and queens Is everybody happy looking through the clouds, their images are free Some were burning, crash through the stars Some were falling back to our beds It was quite a laugh, but now today's a brand new day |
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