Not For Second Prize

(альбом: A Different Kind Of Weather - 1990)

Time itself is bringing down our ride
We're on the ground
We've almost made it
Hard to find a way
To say goodbye
And yet the final kiss betrayed it
In the shadow
Of the world outside
Don't let it darken down your eyes
You never could have
Second prize

Out into the world
On shaking ground
And leaving all the lights behind us
From my arms
Where no warmth could be found
Just the love that had confined us

In the shadow of the things you know
Don't ever think of letting go
No, not for
Second prize

Time is up and
Bringing down our ride
We're almost down
The music's ending