lyrics and chords of: The Paris Match by The Style Council
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Empty hours spent combing the streets
In daytime showers they've become my beat
As I walk from caf? 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
'Till 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, ev'ry thought is for you
I get so restless and bored
So I go out once more.
I hate to feel so confined
Feel like I'm wasting 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
The match that started my fire
The match that started my fire
The match that started my fire
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