A Personal Issue

Did I see you, in a street yesterday?
Or did I see you waiting in a café?
Gazing out of, the window in the day?
Remembering the (Málagan) barricades

You're nice but you're getting much older now!
It's a personal issue.
Long time, soft human, sad eyes, cold hearts, COLD HEARTS

Was it you who told me to watch myself?
And in the end, its you who are on the shelf!
The youngest students could never appreciate,
You fought their battles in Paris in '68

You're nice but you're getting much older now!
It's a personal issue.
Long time, soft human, sad eyes, cold hearts, COLD HEARTS

Its a personal issue
Its a personal issue
Its a personal issue

Its a personal issue
Its a personal issue
Its a personal issue



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Newell
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