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Del Amitri Hatful Of Rain The Best Of Del Amitri

So you're in love with someone else Someone who burns within your soul And it looks like I'm the last to know I hear you've never felt so alive So much

Driving through the long night trying to figure Who's right and who's wrong, now the kid has gone I sit belted up tight, she sucks on a match light Glowing

Well the bus is pulling out and I guess I'd better go Before I make a grave mistake and let my feelings show And twenty miles away she waits alone for

die, I wanna cry but it's too late So I soldier on just like a man I don't believe it, you were easy to leave but now I do my best to relieve it in

Post office clerks put up signs Saying, 'Position Closed' And secretaries turn off typewriters And put on their coats Janitors padlock the gates For

Everybody in the funhouse Says they want out But we're taking our time 'Cos we're in love with time Whole generations, thinkin' of themselves As infidels

Look at the fool you have been They drained the pool while you drowned in the dream They bought your beauty and your soul Then softly sold you back what