From the east to the south I tongue the roof of my mouth To new days of doubt without you First gear I face the trouble ahead Final word's been said
Coat of black, coat of black Weary waiting, weary waiting I turn out the light, we kiss goodnight And weary waiting Weary waiting to come closer Closer
She kisses him on Bermondsey Street And rises high on the balls of her feet Declares this the greatest love Of the century He fumbles for a wedding ring
Before you, I was living In my silverfish kitchen Fruit fly clouds breathing No hope, no religion The nightmare on Haslett Road I was too young to weep
The days, passing days I see the steeple and trace to the spire And the sunset Deepening red Phoenix and the firefly And the time stops Rush hour traffic
Looking up, up, up for love finally Hey, hey Fire, fire Down in the foundry We forge for us the changing bell Turn your back against the winds Spit
Won't, won't let this city, won't let this city Won't, won't let this city, won't let this city (Won't let this city destroy our love) Won't, won't let
Alone again in Paris Travel drained I write to you You've been on my mind Cold days, long nights A rooftop in Berlin I call Confess the state I'm in
Summer in San Francisco Kissing chlorine in the swimming pool Out of fuel at the Phoenix motel I slept alone again that night And sweet dreams of Mother
And I showed you my ugly heart Yet you did not surrender Love me back to life Through my self destruction, December All paranoia's to trust I turned
Oh, I love this house, I love this house Gives me the greatest peace I've ever known Oh, I love to hear those conkers fall Smash 'em on an Southwark stone
: Won't let the city destroy our love Won't let the city destroy our love You know I I hate to see you cry But when you open up to me I take you
: Summer in San Francisco Kissing chlorine in the swimming pool Out of fuel at the Phoenix motel I slept alone again that night And sweet dreams of Mother
: Oh, I love this house, I love this house Gives me the greatest peace I've ever known Oh, I love to hear those conkers fall Smash 'em on and Suffolk
[Coat of black, coat of black] [Weary waiting, weary waiting] I turn out the light, We kiss goodnight. And weary waiting, Weary waiting to come closer
She kisses him on Bermondsey Street and, Rises high on the balls of her feet. Declares this the greatest love of the century. He fumbles for a wedding
Oh, I love this house, I love this house Gives me the greatest peace I've ever known Oh, I love to hear those conkers fall Smash 'em on and Suffolk stone
Before you, I was living, In my silver first kitchen. Fruit fly clouds breathing, No hope, no religion. A nightmare on Haslett Road, I was too young
