Letra de On Earth - The Sundays

And she's walking on the edge of a knife
and she knows it's the death of her
sarah you live & you learn you're invisible
and she's walking on the edge of a crowd
late at night you can never tell
Town from town
sounds of england swallow you down
makes you want to laugh
could a heaven on earth be ours here & now?
And she says "what's in my palm?
Read between the lines
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give me something to savour
can you do that? cos i'll believe anything
And i say
when you're hoping for some more from your life
shouldn't wonder you've had enough
and in my town
sounds of england swallow you down
and a heaven on earth is all ours but not now
i tell you when a heaven on earth is all ours
come on down