Lyrics

When success is on your mind But true direction is missing You know the Gods have lied but you're still smitten By the stars in your eyes I can tell you know where you are Smile sweetly and you'll be forgiven You're almost free, almost free to come and go Bed setting room for ambitious prisoner Walk away, don't take no for an answer Turn a blind eye to it all Let sleeping dogs lie Down in Queensway Like a bulldozer chasing butterflies Down sad English streets you wander Over sleeping bodies you step lightly All the snow on the ground Lets you pass by without a sound One last look before you disappear Walk away, don't take no for an answer Turn a blind eye to it all Let sleeping dogs lie Down in Queensway Walk away, don't take no for an answer Turn a blind eye to it all Let sleeping dogs lie Down in Queensway
Writer(s): Mark Jeremy Seymour, Barry John Joseph Palmer, John Melville Lee Archer, John Albert Howard, Douglas James Falconer, Robert David Miles, Jeremy Stuart Smith, Michael Bernard Waters Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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