and she's walking on the edge of a knife
and she knows it's the death of her
Sarah you live & you learn you're invisible
and she's walking on the edge of a crowd
late at night you can never tell
town from town
sounds of England swallow you down
makes you want to laugh
could a heaven on earth be ours here & now?
and she says ";what's in my palm?
read between the lines
give me something to savour
can you do that? cos I'll believe anything
and I say
when you're hoping for some more from your life
shouldn't wonder you've had enough
and in my town