This is the way romantics would behave
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Cry Suburban Sky
I can feel the pain in the morning
When I see her driving away
The neighbour’s smile should be a warning
But I’ve been watching her every day
I don’t want to lose my mind
I can see children play in her garden
A rather confusing and cruel game
It seems my heart will never harden
Maybe I’ll always stay the same
So we cry – suburban sky
This is the way romantics would behave
So we cry – suburban sky
This is the way romantics would behave
I don’t want to lose control
I’m looking out the kitchen window
I can hear the engine of her car
Evening lights and evening shadows
And the sound from my guitar
So we cry – suburban sky
This is the way romantics would behave
So we cry – suburban sky
This is the way romantics would behave
I don’t want to
Lose my mind
In the wind and the rain, on winding streets
In an endless night of painful defeats
I don’t want to be young again
Young again
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