Well, you can talk that way
But I have to say, I don't believe in it
I decided to dance the days away
And I wasn't worried at all
Sneaking through the back door
No, I wasn't worried at all
Dreams are what you live for
Waiting for the light to turn green
To the kindest eyes that I've ever seen
Well, can you tell me how will it be now?
Can you tell me how will it be now?
Well, we were younger then
And the days were long and slow
I couldn't say, I wouldn't know
But I wasn't worried at all
And I wasn't worried at all
I knew which way the wind blew
Counting out the chaos and gloom
And I watched the ceiling spin 'round the room
Well, can you tell me how will it be now?
Can you tell me how will it be now?
In the real world how would it be?
In the cold world how would it be?
In the lonely world how would it be?
Will the ghosts stop following me?
No, now drawn into the sun
In the real world how would it be?
In the cold world how would it be?
Beck and call, beg and crawl, how would it be?
Will the ghosts stop following me?
No, now drawn into the sun
I'll remember the days and the thousands of ways you pulled me through
And dream of all the things you've seen
Of all the faces and all the places you have been
Now you have no phone, and you have no name, and you have no number
And it comes to an end in the blink of an eye, and it makes me wonder More from The Chameleons UK