Lyrics

Antony frowned as he fumbled the car keys It wasn't my intention to star in a tragedy I had a funny offer, it kind of appealed to me And now I'm on the run being chased by my memories It's harder than it looks to compose your own symphony Oh Cleo don't you know you rewrote my history Found me in a flea-bitten Sauchiehall speakeasy Took me on a ride even when I was at the wheel Your laughter and your thighs, they're making a fool of me I'm lost in your eyes pleading for clemency Cleopatra smiled as they drove up the shoreline It wasn't my intention to quit my own pantomime My stomach's turning, my heart's beating overtime Don't care about the mountains out on the skyline I'll look at his face from now till the end of time Oh Tony when you found me I was leaving the bar You swept me off my feet like some Hollywood star We're heading for America, if we don't get that far Well at least we'll have fun making love in a rent-a-car I'll take a night in a Lochaber trailer park Antony sighed as they stood on the sand Saw the last boat putting off from the land "Oh Cleo, I am sorry, I've ruined our plans No money in my pocket, I'm not much of a man" But she kissed him on the mouth, took hold of his hand "Tony don't you see there is nothing to fear Our ship might have sailed but I'm still standing here So whisper sweet nothings into my ear And hold me in your arms till the sun disappears I'm your lover tonight and a thousand more years" Oh love is like a ripple out on the ocean A revolution starts with the faintest of notions Just a little push sets the wheels in motion Next thing you know there's a mighty commotion I came for the view, I got caught in a hurricane
Writer(s): Ian Green Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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