Get down and do it again Get down and do it again Get down and do it again and again and again and again So when does it all start making sense So where
Sunday morning going slow I'm talking to the radio Clothes and records on the floor The memories of the night before Out in club land having fun And
Arms of the ones that we love are around us Don?t let them blind or confuse or confound us Don?t live the lie to deny what surrounds us Arms of the ones
Saw you go high above Autumn Clouds Blinding my eyes when the sparks grew bigger than your lies You?re concealed but still so wonderful so magical Lining
Nothing's easy You gotta take it with a pinch of salt Nothing's pleasing You always want that little bit more What is certain You never gonna make me
Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am home again Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am whole again Whenever I'm alone
Hey Now! What d?you want me to say? Thought it all up in your head Always knew I?d be misled Hey now! Don?t you want me to stay now? You never wanted
Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick and think of you Caught up in circles Confusion is nothing new Flashback, warm nights Almost left behind Suitcase
Walking down to Camden town I bought myself a lovely gown I only paid a lonely pound Cause nothing is for free I put out a cigarette And wrote a note
