When success is on your mind
But true direction is missing
You know the gods have lied - but you're still smitten
When success is on your mind
But true direction is missing
You know the gods have lied - but you're still smitten
By the stars in your eyes
I can tell you know where you are
Smile sweetly and you'll be forgiven
You're almost free - almost free to come and go
Bed setting room for ambitious prisoner
Walk away
Don't take no for an answer
Turn a blind eye to it all
Let sleeping dogs lie
Down in Queensway
Like a bulldozer chasing bu*terflies
Down sad English streets you wander
Over sleeping bodies you step lightly
All the snow on the ground
Lets you pa** by without a sound
One last look before you disappear
Walk away
Don't take no for an answer
Turn a blind eye to it all
Let sleeping dogs lie
Down in Queensway