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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