1.Hourglass
(difford／tilbrook)
I feel like i'm pounding on a big door
No one can hear me knocking
I feel like i'm falling flat to the floor
No one can catch me from falling
The hourglass has no more grains of sand
My watch has stopped no more turning hands
The crew have abandoned ship
The lights are on but no one is in
Take it to the bridge
Throw it overboard
See if it can swim
Back up to the shore
No one's in the house
Everyone is out
All the lights are on
And the blinds are down
I feel like i'm calling on a telephone
No one can hear the ringing
I feel like i'm running up a steep hill
No one can stop me from running
The hourglass has no more grains of sand
My watch has stopped no more turning hands
The little hand shakes its fist
The face is hanging out on a spring
The hourglass has no more grains of sand
Little red grains of sand
My watch has stopped no more turning hands
Little green neon hands
2.Footprints
(difford／tilbrook)
I spent too much money, i looked far too glad
Now i have so little of what i once had
I had too many parties i had too much time
I got so lazy and fell well behind
Now the summer is over i can count the cost
Footprints on the beaches are now
Footprints in the frost
The summer is over i can count the cost
Footprints on the beaches are now footprints in the frost
We did so much damage deep in our insides
The party's over it's going home time
The cathedral is empty, no one's at home
Winter's approaching paradise postponed
Now the summer is over i can count the cost
Footprints on the beaches are now footprints in the frost,
The rain won't stop falling and the people look lost
Footprints on the beaches are now footprints in the frost.
I rang lots of numbers and walked many miles
I watched the flintstones and i turned my dial
To a brand new station where the beat comes in
Now it's all over the winter begins
The summer is over i can count the cost
Footprints on the beaches are now footprints in the frost
People with umbrellas disappear in the fog
Footprints on the beaches are now footprints in the frost
3.Tough Love
(difford／tilbrook)
There she sits in an empty room
The look on her face says it all
A bruise appears round a crying eye
As the tear drops sadly fall
He knocked her over he hit her
And told her she's stupid
He's high as a kite once again
She knows that tough love is needed
To save the love of her friend
There he sits in a freezing car
She's in her bed in the warm
The cold light of the morning sky
Finds him cramped and looking worn
He wanders inside on tiptoes
And brews up some coffee
He's shaking and sweating again
She knows that tough love is needed
To save the love of her friend
They talk it over but it's not easy
Sorting it out
She cannot take it when he tells lies
And sneaks off out of the room
Returning like somebody's lost balloon
Tea leaves sit in an empty cup
No expression on his face
The tv's showing commercials
He's back in her arms again
No more the drugs and the drinking
Her heart can stop sinking
Now that he's home once again
She knows that tough love is needed
To save the love of her friend
They talked it over for hours and hours and hours
＆till everything sounded the same
She knows it's tough love that she finds in her heart
To dissolve the pain
4.The Prisoner
(difford／tilbrook)
He's taking her away
He's acting like a general
Generally his game is so familiar
He wants her to play
With a toaster and a kettle
While he spends his day
Miles from the prisoner
She reads the stars he reads the sun
No wonder his iq is below 21
He's helping her to see
How happy she is looking
Take it that he'll be
No icing on her cake
O how happy she would be
If someone did the cooking
He's helping her to see
How a marriage can be baked
Baked like a cake but without the file
The tool that she needs to make her life worthwhile
She's not a prisoner alone doing time
To love and to cherish for all of her life
To have and to hold, to lock up inside
What can this man know about her heart
To love, ＆til death do us part
He's looking everywhere
She is nowhere to be found
And suddenly he cares
His dinner's looking burnt
There's a smell in the air
There's a prisoner in town,
He sits down in his chair
His face fills with concern
Concerned that he might not eat tonight
She's broken out of jail and run for her life
5.853-5937
(difford／tilbrook)
853-5937
Angela can't make it to the phone
If you care to leave your name and number
She'll give you a ring when she is home
Every time i called her i got the message
I listened to the voice coming down the line
I couldn't speak to a tape recording
I redialed it a number of times
853-5937
Angela can't make it to the phone
If you care to leave your name and number
Please speak clearly after the tone
She'll give you a ring when she gets home
I rang her this morning so very early
The same old message coming down the phone
I should go and see if her house is empty
Maybe she's poorly perhaps she's not home
She's in mill hill i'm in bermondsey
It's the end of the earth on the northern line
It makes it so hard for me to see
The one that i love but can never find.
I called up a close friend who lives right by her
I got the message he was out too
I was suspicious, are they together
I've got to find out that this isn't true
(c) 1987 virgin music inc. (ascap)
6.In Today's Room
(difford／tilbrook)
Time is a corridor that winds through my life
Out of each door comes a day
And when that door closes and i've said good night
Another door opens again
Down in the corridor there will be a time
When i shall run out of doors
I'll scramble through windows and pull up the blinds
In another room i'm still not too sure
That there's no room for me down here
I shall be sorry
It will be clear
And i'll regret not seeing her more
In today's room love's at the door
I look at my wrist watch, the hands ever turn
Her face is there i can see
I'll always regret it but i'll never learn
Time is so precious to me
Out in the corridor she sits in a chair
Here i am pacing the floor
I've not got the courage, my hand combs my hair
In today's room i'm still not too sure
That there's no room for me down here
Will i be sorry
Well that won't be clear
And i'll regret not seeing her more
In today's room love's at the door
In today's room, strawberry jam
No hope of blue skies holiday plans
In today's room, trips to the shops
She's on the doorstep carrying a box
7.Trust Me To Open My Mouth
(difford／tilbrook)
Trust me to open my mouth, now everybody knows
Trust me, now i've let you down, i'm a big mouth i suppose.
This was our secret, our meetings were so discreet
I promised to keep it from the ears out on the street
This was our secret, we were having an affair
I couldn't keep it, now the secret's everywhere
One cup runneth over, loosening a jaw
Trust me to open my mouth, it's not a secret anymore
We had a secret, what a terrible thing to do
I couldn't have seen it, i was so in love so in love with you
I need a gobstopper to keep my trap shut
Got to keep my nose clean
Why's it me that gets the bad luck？
8.Striking Matches
(difford／tilbrook)
Striking matches and i'm smoking cigarettes
Putting on the kettle, playing a cassette
Folding up the papers rubbing my eyes
Thinking of all that had happened last night
The passion, the feelings that soaked in her love
And the pools of silence when kisses were sprung
Her love levitates me, i'm walking on air
Two feet from the carpet, i'll always be there
Oooh i'm striking matches it's morning again
I look in the mirror i still look the same
I'm striking matches it's morning again
I look in the mirror i go up in flames
Striking matches getting a flame on the stove
There's some of her in the teeth of my comb
Dirty clothes piled up on the bathroom floor
She's silently sleeping, i half close the door
I see her beauty laying on my bed
I'm warm from within me with what she has said
Her love is my balloon, i won't let it down
For ever and ever i'll always be proud.
I'm a director casting for a part
(turn on the light)
It's for a soap set here right in my heart.
(leave her alone)
Shuffle to the window shuffle to the door
(don't wake her up)
She gets the part i don't want to see anymore
(unplug the phone)
9.Cigarette Of A Single Man
(difford／tilbrook)
The cigarette of a single man
Burns in the ashtray by his bed
He pulls the ring of another can
And holds it up beside his head
The book he reads is on the floor
He's read it several times before
What you got to go home to？
The cigarette of a single man
Sits in the ashtray on the bar
He sits and sifts through several plans
But knows alone he won't go far
He needs the love another has
To help him, if another can
The cigarette of a single man
Lays in the gutter by his side
Now he's one of those little lambs
Who strayed too far from the flock to find
He's better off without the grief
That people wear between their teeth
And in his mouth as he's asleep
The cigarette of a single man
10.Who Are You？
(difford／tilbrook)
I could smell the rain
Dripping through the fresh cut grass
I could spell your name
On the wet and steamed up glass
But you were just a name, a face i had conceived
As being beautiful, very beautiful
And so hard to believe
I could catch the drops
As they fell from on the roof
I could hardly stop
Feeling so long in the tooth
Before i had to guess at what you might be
And being beautiful, very beautiful
Is the face i still see
Who are you？
Imagination painted you
Who are you？
With its finest brush
Who are you？
Each stroke with tender love
Who are you, who are you, who are you？
I could see her face
Magically there she was
My mouth drew a taste
So sweet it lingered on
And there she was by me, walking through the square
And being beautiful, very beautiful
At last i found her there
11.The Waiting Game
(difford／tilbrook)
I heard the stomping of feet dancing
On the wooden floor upstairs
I wasn't in the mood for laughing
So i sat silent in my chair
There was someone missing i knew
Outside there fell the rain
Where had she gone, what could i do
I played the waiting game
The cigarette smoke was annoying
My mood was fit for a bath
A drink couldn't oil my expression
Nothing could make me laugh
I was worried out of my head
I was in such a state
What's keeping her, where has she gone
I played the waiting game
When you love someone
You worry when they're late
When you love someone
You know the time it takes
To play the waiting game
The music got louder and louder
From the wooden floor upstairs
I played with a handful of peanuts
When i saw her standing there
My mood leapt right out of the bath
She had got stuck in the rain
Her coat dripped on a hanger
Playing the waiting
I couldn't understand her
Playing the waiting
Seemed like i'd wait forever
Playing the waiting game
12.Some Americans
(difford／tilbrook)
Some americans are very pretty
Some americans are very shy
Some americans are disney people
Some americans eat apple pie
Some americans scare me, the leader of the pack
Living in this theatre
I'm waiting for the trap to drop in the show
Some americans gung ho
Some americans are very happy
Some americans will always win
Some americans are party people
Some americans go out and sing
Some americans are very lucky
Some americans are very poor
Some americans are burger people
Some americans say no to war
13.Splitting Into Three
(difford／tilbrook)
My dad he drives a tipper
For the factory down the lane
And every june or july
He takes two weeks in spain
He hangs his dirty trousers
Behind the bathroom door
Where his girlfriend puts her hair up
Bath water on the floor
My dad goes down the river
Each sunday with his boat
And him with roy and kevin
Drop beer crates on a rope
He comes back from the river
But his girlfriend's up the pub
So all this fish go flying
And he storms out in a huff
My dad liked lulu and my mum liked simon dee
We used to sit together and watch them on tv
Then one day it's over and we're splitting into three
Sometimes i stay with my mum
Her boyfriend's such a sap
He once bought me a new rod
That i gave to my dad
He makes out that he likes me
I know it isn't true
He's got some stupid stories
About the teds he knew
My dad and me went drinking
My mum turned up alone
She said she couldn't take it
His car bits in the home
I heard them arrange a meeting
For later in the day
I wonder if they'll make up
And be in love again
I can see my mum in his arms
A smile upon her face
I never thought they'd ever make up
And be in love again
14.Wedding Bells
(difford／tilbrook)
There at the altar i held up my head
The sun shone through the stained glass
I thought of jesus i thought of my friends
The angels played on their harps
Me in my suit which doesn't fit now
Touched by the greatest feeling
All of my family standing around
Outside the bells were peeling
Everyone happy but none more than me
The ring upon her finger
How the memory lingers
Outside the cameras caught every kiss
All covered in confetti
Little old ladies looking on as if
They had been made of jelly
Along came the cars the ceremony through
And off to the reception
Where everyone stands in pink and blue
A life long odd collection
When wedding bells chime
I think of the day
When me and my
When me and my bride
Were given away
The memory is vivid and strong
But if i had a magic wand
Would things have been the same
Would i be nervous again？
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