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Badly Drawn Boy Born In The U K

And it means nothing But somehow you know That you will find your own way It's a small reminder every day That I was born in the U.K.

I measured the distance from Heaven to Hell How will we do only time will tell Oh when you stop worrying What anyone says doesn't mean a thing Just

And it means nothing But somehow you know That you will find your own way It's a small reminder every day That I was born in the U.K.

from you Is the second rule Take a long way round See the sights, hear sounds Where you'll go, nobody knows Been this way Since the day I was born Far

As we lay here tonight Please forgive me girl if I say the future's not bright But please take my hand we'll have one last dance In the place where we

The way things used to be, well not anymore Close your eyes, open up your door Well I?m not tired, I?m coming alive But you make up on, let?s go out

Oh, sweet morning Is your head not right Did you hear my warning This is the time of times And your head feels like your body You mind is close behind

All the songs have been sung You?re too old and then you?re too young Did you leave your mark on the world One as deep as true love Let?s sing Hosanna