Tytuł: Face in the paper
- Wykonawca: Mutton Birds
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The afternoon left without me,
So I sat down in park,
The newsagents are closing,
Pretty soon it will be dark.
Face in paper,
Take me home.
Into your forgetful valley,
Keep me warm.
Must sell a lot of something,
'Cause I see you all the time,
And somehow you look familiar,
Mabey we met along the line.
Face in paper,
Take me home.
Into your forgetful valley,
Keep me warm.
Down by the oily river.
Where the blackberries grow.
I'll stay with you forever.
And noone needs to know.
Noone needs to know.
I will lay down beside you.
Up by the railway.
Wrap me in your words and pictures
We'll watch the town get up to meet the day.
