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Style Council Miscellaneous The Paris Match THE PARIS MATCH - Paul Weller Empty hours spent combing the streets In day-time showers they've become my beat; As I walk from Cafe to bar I wish I knew where you are; Because you've clouded my mind And now I'm all out of time Empty skies say try to forget Better advice is to have no regrets; As I tread the boulevard floor Will I see you once more? Because you've clouded my mind 'Til then I'm biding my time. I'm only sad in a natural way And I enjoy sometimes feeling this way; The gift you gave is desire The match that started my fire. Empty nights with nothing to do I sit and think, every thought is for you; I get so restless and bored So I go out once more; I hate to feel so confined I feel like I'm wasting my time. |
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