Anne Clark - Lovers Retreat lyrics

Look at our young faces They're growing older with each moment Harder and less beautiful With every word we say Stumbling over bridges And through the backstreets Waiting for something But we don't know what It could be a promise It could be pa**ion Eternal life Or instant d**h Wading through rubbish And dodging choc-a-block cars Through the door and up the stairs We'll find some moments of happiness Between sheets we've known so often The warmest place in this hostile town Afterwards, through dust and comfort filled eyes We can look upwards And almost stare at the stars