The Singular Adventures of The Style Council lyrics

There's a girl in my office
She keeps on stopping
Right in front of my eyes
Though I try and try
I can't hide anymore
Letting my feelings speak for me

But when I try to speak
My tongue gets weak
I stay the lonely man I am

Why should it be
That my heart's under lock
And I can't find the key
Tell me, why should it seem
That I'm diving inside without making a try

Feel is a word i can't explain,
at least not in words that are plain,
that makes it easy to express,
but i'll try to do my best
to hit you were it counts
please let me try to build
a solid bond in your heart
a solid bond in your heart

I an fuelled by the idea
that the world was made to share
but it never seems to work out
all we seem to share is doubt and misery

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Brothers, sisters, one day we'll all be free
From fighting; violence; people crying in the street
When the angels from above
Fall down and spread their wings like doves
We'll walk hand in hand
Sisters, brothers, we'll make it to the Promised Land

You and I
We'll walk the land
And as one, and as one
We'll take our stand

When the angels from above

Have you ever chased the night that sailed in front of you
On a boat that's bound for hope - But left you in the queue
With your shouting, waving, taunting, flaunting friends as crew
Telling you that every lie you ever heard was true
Have you stood upon that deck - Have you ever had it blue.
Have you ever woke to find the morning didn't come
Undelivered with the papers - stolen by someone