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Барбара Діксон City To City

Longer summers and warmer nights Frozen forever in your youthful sight Vivid memories of deeper vows Wonder who's talking in the old school now In your

When everything you're after Turns out a disaster And you're feeling bad When everything you're doing Goes from red to blue And you are growing mad

at the moon And that light made of silver, through my window it creeps, And the train keeps on rollin', and it just rocks me to sleep CHORUS Now from city to city

MOLOKOV: How straightforward the game When one has trust in one's player And how great the relief Working for one who believes in Loyalty, heritage,

Fine feathers, seen heavy weather You keep hoping that she'll look your way Club (?) ladies, monday's dailies Looks your way but she's not watching you

O there was a woman, and she was a widow, Fair are the flowers in the valley With a daughter as fair as a fresh sunny meadow The Red, the Green and the

The mist was hanging on the hill, The sun was still deciding The old piper called the tune And I was on my way I called out your name So loud you could

now Featureless faces Walking past outside my window Wish they were in here Just to see another See another lover Or just a man or brother What I would give they'll never know CHORUS: City

I've never been in love before Now all at once it's you It's you forever more. I've never been in love before I thought my heart was safe I thought