Song Lyrics

I've been lookin' to save the city;
Looks like the biggest thing,
And now you seem like you're not so real
As the songs you give.

So, you pack up your bags and leave
To what seems like a better dream.
It's all right; we're only teething,
Only young.

Yeah, since you came
Last week to say you're on your way,
You don't have to say good luck,
'Cause I don't need it, babe.

The occasional sin
Is like your music, my friend.
And the singer
He don't look me in the eye.

Is there a soul in young things?
Or in the people you meet?
I know you're obviously misbelieving.
What you're saying is only right.

Yeah, since you came,
My sweet, to say you're on your way,
You don't have to wish me good luck,
'Cause I don't need it, babe.

Meanwhile, you're only dreaming.
Me, I've got something to see in.
A heartache's as good as you feel it,
And now you're on your own.

I know I've been losing you,
And it looks like I'll use you, too.
It broke in a million pieces
Overnight.

I've been to the Promised Land,
And I shook the almighty hand,
Who said it's all right; you're only teethin',
In my eyes.

Yeah, since you came last week
To say you're on your way,
You don't have to say good luck,
'Cause I don't need it, babe.

Jon Brookes, Jonathan Thomas Brookes, Mark Vincent Collins, Martin Victor Blunt, Robert James Collins, Timothy Burgess, Timothy Allan Burgess