Janice Songtext

von Doll By Doll

Janice, I know that somehow we got lost in the storm
Dark clouds are rolling across the morning sky
[……that are stiff with the cold] Stories of old….
And Janice, tomorrow I will walk across the moorland
A perfect place to rest your head in my arms
Forget the wailing alarms
Oh yes a good friend said that I would only make you cry
Oh strangers they come in disguise
Such emptiness in their eyes
And woman, in times of trouble when your spirits are low
Remember that's the only song we could share
And it was your word against mine
There was anything that could last a little longer
Than the journey to your room
Oh yes a very good friend said I would only make you cry
Strangers that come in disguise, such emptiness in their eyes
She's gone for cheap shower unit and the colour tv
Two tone lumber, faded carpet by the sea
Walking backwards through the snow, baby please don't go
Walking backwards through the snow, baby please don't go
Walking backwards through the snow, and baby please don't you go
No No
Walking
Walking backwards
Don't go