See those people there? They look after me This is a photograph of who I might be Man in a uniform, bride on his arm Mum always was a fool for money
Heading for the great escape Heading for the rave Heading for the permanent holiday Heading for the winter trip Heading for the slide Heading for
"A bridge is not a high place..." Staring out over the bridge A million photo flashes from the water down below Dawn light bouncing through the mist
What a brave, brave girl Never lied before Such a plain deceit Everyone would eventually know What a brave, brave girl Never loved before Placed
I have been here many times before In a life I used to live But I have never seen these streets so fresh Washed with morning rain I have seen this
: What a brave, brave girl Never lied before Such a plain deceit Everyone would eventually know What a brave, brave girl Never loved before Placed