Emptily Through Holloway
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E A B [Verse]E Cancel the car to number tenA B Such a thick fog rolling inE I played my cards on unreal glassA B I left the party next to last [Chorus]E A Friday night to Sunday morning, IB go onE A I don't know if I am really hereB at allE A Monday down to Friday night, IB work all dayE Move emptily, so emptily throughA B HollowayE A B E A B [Verse]E Forget my face, I won't be backA B I hear your friends have turned their backsContinúa después del anuncioE When summer comes where Rose Street windsA B The longing makes you close your eyes [Verse]E It's unreal, so unrealA B To walk along these streetsE It's unreal, so unrealA B To close your eyes and breathe [Chorus]E A Friday night to Sunday morning, IB go onE A I don't know if I am really hereB at allE A Monday down to Friday night, IB work all dayE Move emptily, so emptily throughA B HollowayE A B E A B [Bridge]E A when I left you at the CoronetE this morningE you said that your happiness wasA B goneE A but the hum of voices somehowE brings me back hereE though there's no happiness andA B there's no love [Verse]E mid-afternoon Lincoln's InnA B terraces though crying windE before the night I disappearA B what else can I do round here? [Chorus]E A Friday night to Sunday morning, IB go onE A I don't know if I am really hereB at allE A Monday down to Friday night, IB work all dayE Move emptily, so emptily throughA B Holloway
Composición: James Mark Hornsey, Alasdair Maclean y Mark Keen
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