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Phil Collins

Love Police


Sometimes I lie awake,
wondering if I'll make it out of here, 
but the wind blows round my heels, so I stay 
I remember lying there,
wishing I could be someone else 
trying to find somehow to get away. 

If I asked him nicely d'you think
he's show me how to fly, 
'cos the dust has weighed my wings down,
and I'm too tired to try. 

Sometimes I sit here hearing voices in my head 
I try to understand, to make some sense. 

I wonder if I had to, would I lie to save myself? 
A plea of guilty, but self defence. 

If I asked him nicely d'you think he'd show me how? 
I'm sure he's out there listening,
but he's too tied up right now to try 

Try, all of my sins 
'cos I can't stop now, 
just don't leave me behind. 

Sometimes I lie awake,
wondering if I'll get out of here, 
but the words stick in my throat and I stay. 
I remember lying there,
wishing I could be someone else, 
trying to find somehow to get away 

If I asked him nicely d'you think
he's show me how to fly, 
'cos the dust has weighed my wings down,
and I'm too tired to try.



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