In the beginning there were answers
Then they came along and changed
All these questions and their answers seemed to change
So I'll wait till I find the remote part of your heart
And no where else will let us choose a comfortable start
We stop at every passing place,
To watch the world move faster than we do
Watch it pass with out eyes closed the way we usually choose to
So I'll wait till I find the remote part of your heart
And no where else will let us choose a comfortable start
And even if the breath between us smells of alcohol
Call it confusion in the best possible way
Writer(s): Bob Fairfoull, Colin Newton, Rod Pryce-jones, Roddy Woomble, Edwin Morgan
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