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Appears on: The Greatest Show On Earth CD1 |
Emily waits for the good times
But the good times never came
Emily's waited for years now
But the story stays the same
Empty faces, empty laughter, empty glasses, empty heads
Emily waits for her prince to come
Watching the furniture fade
Oh and this world turns around on its broken dreams
Oh it's the loneliest sound down town
Oh yes this world turns around on its broken dreams
Oh it's the loneliest sound down town
A million hearts are bleeding
With a million tears held dry
John stays at home with his anger
He's thinking of killing his friends
They'll be so sick when he's famous
They'll think again when he's dead
Waiting alone with his poetry
It's kind of "unwritten - unread"
Cause he likes to act out his neuroses
By smashing the place up instead
Oh and this world turns around on its broken dreams
Oh it's the loneliest sound down town
Oh yes this world turns around on its broken dreams
Oh it's the loneliest sound down town
A million hearts are breathing
With a million tears held dry
And every one of us the same
Yes every one of us the same
We nurse our broken dreams to sleep each day
We suffer secret silent days
We hide ourselves away
We suffer secret silent days
We hide ourselves away
