Day to day Where do you want to be? 'Cos now you're trying to pick a fight With everyone you need
You seem like a soldier Who's lost his composure You're wounded and playing a waiting game In no-man's land no-one's to blame
See the world Find an old fashioned girl And when all's been said and done It's the things that are given, not won Are the things that you want
Empty handed, surrounded by a senseless scene With nothing of significance Besides a shadow of a dream You sound like an old joke You want out, a bit broke An' askin me time and time again And the answer's still the same
See the world Find an old fashioned girl And when all's been said and done It's the things that are given, not won Are the things that you want
You've got a chance to put things right So how's it going to be? Lay down your arms now And put us beyond doubt So reach out it's not too far away Don't mess around now, don't delay
Compositores: Ian Thomas Ball (Gomez), Paul Blackburn (Gomez), Thomas William Gray (Tom Gray), Benjamin Joseph Ottewell (Ben Ottewell), Oliver James Peacock (Olly Peacock) ECAD: Obra #3455399 Fonograma #12628724