Stop...
Been wrong so many times before
Was always laying down the law
And all attractions ware a bore
They led me back to you
Uniforms were an allergy
They never felt quite right to me
They conjured wartime Germany
Ang God knows we need that
Temptation boundaries does vener know
The time when my morale was low
The circumstances always show
The place was yours or mine
Carrying no cross before me
With no prze no to idolize no story
To hell of adolescent glory
Just void... empty spaces nothing to show
No point of reference to place to go
But one thing I'd ignored and so
The light came shining through
INSTRUMENTAL
I've been wrong so many times before
Was always laying down the law
One thing you cannot ignore
Bad boys can come clean
Emotions I could not control
Illuminate my heart and soul
I saw a light, I scored a goal
And what price peace of mind?
Writer(s): Edwin Jobson, John Kenneth Wetton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com