The Very Best of Leo Sayer
Sayer Leo lyrics
Sayer Leo lyrics
"AN ENGLISHMAN IN THE USA Lyrics"
Fragments Lyrics
Hold my thoughts I'm at an impasse Past the place I stopped before The sweeper's sweeping fragments Of my head out the door And the ice it bur
Hold my thoughts I'm at an impasse Past the place I stopped before The sweeper's sweeping fragments Of my head out the door And the ice it bur
rambling 'round your city streets
I feel no earth beneath my feet
and I feel my life
is crumbling into, into the sea
but I can't swim
three thousand miles
so all I have is lonely nights
I'm an englishman
lost in the usa
and it's a long way back home
such a
Little Moments Lyrics
Well I'll never forget the first time thaat i heard, That pretty mouth say that dirty word And I can't even remember now, What she backed my truck into,
long way back home
and I'm wondering
where am I gonna go
line's dead -- operator's gone
and now the fear is coming on
and I hear my love
wondering where have I gone
so I'm gambling bucks for pounds
yeah, but lady luck
just won't come around
for an englishman
who is
and it's a long way back home
such a long way back home
and I'm wondering
will I ever get away
so here I am and there are you
where wishful thoughts
don't serve no use
and all the worrying in the world
won't pull me through
so I think of l
might have been
and an airline ticket
that's like a dream
for an englishman
who is lost in the usa
such a long way back home
such a long way back home
and I'm wondering
will I ever get to go
and I'm waiting for you
to take me home
Well I'll never forget the first time thaat i heard, That pretty mouth say that dirty word And I can't even remember now, What she backed my truck into,
long way back home
and I'm wondering
where am I gonna go
line's dead -- operator's gone
and now the fear is coming on
and I hear my love
wondering where have I gone
so I'm gambling bucks for pounds
yeah, but lady luck
just won't come around
for an englishman
who is
I'm a Loser Lyrics
Last train's eleven, it's now quarter past Why're you tryin' to make the evenin' move so fast I'm in real trouble but I can't go back home They locked the do
stuck in the usa Last train's eleven, it's now quarter past Why're you tryin' to make the evenin' move so fast I'm in real trouble but I can't go back home They locked the do
and it's a long way back home
such a long way back home
and I'm wondering
will I ever get away
so here I am and there are you
where wishful thoughts
don't serve no use
and all the worrying in the world
won't pull me through
so I think of l
Chopped Up Lyrics
[Intro (Chopper Talking)] What's happenin' this ya boy Chopper City, ya heard me New Orleans [1st Verse] I'm from the dirty, but I stay so fr
ove that [Intro (Chopper Talking)] What's happenin' this ya boy Chopper City, ya heard me New Orleans [1st Verse] I'm from the dirty, but I stay so fr
might have been
and an airline ticket
that's like a dream
for an englishman
who is lost in the usa
such a long way back home
such a long way back home
and I'm wondering
will I ever get to go
and I'm waiting for you
to take me home