He’ll need some time to get over this
But a moment is all he can spare
His buddies out there in the city lights
And he is trying to care
See him offering himself to the world
Staring down from the fifty-sixth floor
I’ll be happy just to catch him again
We go out we don’t always come back
The night pressing in on his weary mind
There’s a half-eaten moon in the sky
Nothing is calling him back to bed
And no-one is saying goodbye
See him offering himself to the world
Staring down from the fifty-sixth floor
Yeah I’ll be happy just to catch him again
We go out because we go back
And back and back
Words & Music: Tim Freedman, Greta Gertler
Tim Freedman: vocal, backing vocals, piano, Korg and Hammond organ
Oscar Briz: electric guitar
Andy Lewis: bass
Michael Richards: drums
Greta Gertler: backing vocals
Robert Hindley: programming and noises
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