Memories
Post-Modern Connection
Where were we going There's nothing out there I held your hand like There's noone to fear Colours fade out of sight The doors are locked I'm needing some advice It's too late, to call my phone Ooh Ooh Left your clothes on the floor Nothing no, nothing's been the same anymore Chronic sunshine don't last forever We're finally at the ends of our words Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Come down come on down come down Come down come on down come down Come down come on down come down Come down come on down come down