كلمات Streetlight Orange

Sun goes down behind your house I can see the light in your window Where your blind isn't closed right down I don't know which light is furthest away from a world you've taken for granted Three seconds of feedback, turn it off It won't speak to you with a feeling you'd understand because, it doesn't sing I know I was no DJ and money means something, much more alive You tell me London is cool You're telling me London is cool Distant train whispers have been filtered out With orange from streetlights the soundtrack to make-up and closing your eyes Seven-eleven or heaven, which one is mine? 'Cause I'm getting nowhere watching you wasting your time Someday I'll show Dave what I meant