: When I get to Warwick Avenue Meet me by the entrance of the tube We can talk things over little time Promise me you won't step outta line When I get
I'll leave my shaddow, To fall behind, And i won't write to you, coz i'm not that kind. Not that kind Rockferry Not that kind Rockferry Not that kind Rockferry
: Don't you be waisting all your money on syrup and honey Because i'm sweet enough Don't you be using every minute on making a living Because we've got
: It was just my mistake Thinking you cared It was just my mistake Thinking you'd be there That you'd be by my side And that you wouldn't lie My mistake
: Yeah Yeah Yeah x4 I love you but I gotta stay true my morals got me on my knees I'm begging please stop playing games I don't know what this is but
: It seems you wanna give me, Oh a life time of security Down on your dying knees I watch you babe I watch you please But your words come much too late
: Verse 1. I remember way, way back when I said i never wanna see your face again cause you were loving, yes you were someone else and i knew, yes i
: The blank pages of my diary, That I haven't touched since you left me, The closed blinds in my home, See no light or day, Dust gathers on my stereo
: Although you think I cope, my head is filled with hope... of some place other than here. Although you think I smile, inside all the while... I'm wondering
: (Duffy, Steve Booker) I wish you well, I hope you survive I hope you live on baby, so I can watch you cry Cause I know in time you'll see What you
: Serious x 2 I?m a trophy on your arm, You wear me like a charm, Yes you do. An accessory that suits, Your new suede boots, ohhh I get a feeling deep
: (Duffy, Bernard Butler) Is there something on your mind? What do you try to hide? I can't seem, no I can't seem to get a hold on you Sitting on the
: (Duffy, Bernard Butler) Treading down the street I got the vibe in my feet I'm feeling angry (angry) Thoughts of what you said spin around in my head
: I rushed right in Just like a fool So struck down by you I didn't know what to do I started on Breaking my own heart Breaking my own heart Breaking
: (Richard J. Parfitt, Owen Powell) What makes gold look like rust? What turns diamonds into dust? Like oxygen to you and me We need more than the air
: If I got on my knees And I pleaded with you Not to go But to stay in my arms Would you walk out the door Like you did once before This time be different
: Oh boy, If you ever have to let me down In this world, My life surely Would be upside down If you ever find, That your peace of mind, Is shattered
(Richard J. Parfitt, Owen Powell) What makes gold look like rust? What turns diamonds into dust? Like oxygen to you and me We need more than the air
