well the walls are turning yellow like a smokers tooth ,
cold as a call girls smile in a phone booth ,
baby pigeon starving on the side of the roof ,
nothing's changed ,
sometimes words don't say enough ,
sometimes silence says too much ,
too close for comfort but too far too touch ,
nothing's changed ,
sun still shiny in the play ground ,
water still running like a grey hound ,
my heads still drumming when i lay down ,
nothing strange ,
we still rattle round the same town ,
like two little stones in a c**e can ,
like two lost kids at a fairground ,
nothing's changed ,
car alarms ringing in the dead of the night ,
drunk man singing in the morning light ,
too brave to fall but to scared to fight ,
nothing's changed ,
sun still shining in the play ground ,
water still running like a greyhound ,
my heads still drumming when i lay down ,
nothing strange ,
we're just dancers waiting in the wings ,
ain't no answers blowing in the wind ,
ain't no saint no sin ,
and nothings changed .
cold as a call girls smile in a phone booth ,
baby pigeon starving on the side of the roof ,
nothing's changed ,
sometimes words don't say enough ,
sometimes silence says too much ,
too close for comfort but too far too touch ,
nothing's changed ,
sun still shiny in the play ground ,
water still running like a grey hound ,
my heads still drumming when i lay down ,
nothing strange ,
we still rattle round the same town ,
like two little stones in a c**e can ,
like two lost kids at a fairground ,
nothing's changed ,
car alarms ringing in the dead of the night ,
drunk man singing in the morning light ,
too brave to fall but to scared to fight ,
nothing's changed ,
sun still shining in the play ground ,
water still running like a greyhound ,
my heads still drumming when i lay down ,
nothing strange ,
we're just dancers waiting in the wings ,
ain't no answers blowing in the wind ,
ain't no saint no sin ,
and nothings changed .