Black and Blue
Hanging round your house again
I feel so out of place
Going to the corner shop
the man from outer space
Seems so very long ago
when we stayed up through the night
Like those days would never end
and all them things would never mend
And I'm feeling kind of black and blue
but the fresh winds on the street
Free falling through the years, but I'm still on my feet
Early before breakfast time, sometime after dawn
Gently close the front door, leave you on your own
But now its over, and I can't help feeling glad
Oh so many tears were spent
oh so many years just went
And I'm feeling kind of black and blue
but the wind is on my back
No time for fair do wells
Don't forget to feed the cat
no time for fairy tales, no time for [?],
no time for little hells, no time for wedding bells
Cos I'm feeling kind of black and blue
but the fresh winds on the street
Free falling through the years
but I'm still on my feet
Feeling kind of black and blue
but the fresh winds on the street
Free falling through the years
but I'm still on my feet
Feeling kind of black and blue
but the wind is on my back
No time for fair do wells
Don't forget to feed the cat
I feel so out of place
Going to the corner shop
the man from outer space
Seems so very long ago
when we stayed up through the night
Like those days would never end
and all them things would never mend
And I'm feeling kind of black and blue
but the fresh winds on the street
Free falling through the years, but I'm still on my feet
Early before breakfast time, sometime after dawn
Gently close the front door, leave you on your own
But now its over, and I can't help feeling glad
Oh so many tears were spent
oh so many years just went
And I'm feeling kind of black and blue
but the wind is on my back
No time for fair do wells
Don't forget to feed the cat
no time for fairy tales, no time for [?],
no time for little hells, no time for wedding bells
Cos I'm feeling kind of black and blue
but the fresh winds on the street
Free falling through the years
but I'm still on my feet
Feeling kind of black and blue
but the fresh winds on the street
Free falling through the years
but I'm still on my feet
Feeling kind of black and blue
but the wind is on my back
No time for fair do wells
Don't forget to feed the cat
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Writer(s): Michael Barson
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