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Sitting making songs for no-one
Sitting on the water-slide
Blowing bubbles in gum
Watching girls in skirts go by
Waiting for no-one
Lying awake in bed at night
Staring at the light
Your make-up stains still on the wall
No-one to say good-night
Making songs fo no-one
No-one really cares
Making friends like money
In south sea island shares
You never speak -
I never learn
Light a match
Watch your fingers burn
Sitting by the grave-yard stone
Watching the daisies grow
Not feeling quite so alone
In the first few puffs of snow
Addiction angels beat their wings
In the black sun rays of here
I watch the petals fade away
And shed another tear
