Four minutes left to go, is this the end, then Message on your stereo, four minute warning Everybody wants to know, what should we do The official story's a four minute warning
Sasha stands in his yellow cafe yes the heart of the city is here, so he tells me Sitting on his red leather sofa, he's rolling another Man, I'll see you when I see you
Holly is set to be the next big thing In her high heeled boots, and her two inch earrings Heart of glass, Blondie, sings in her ear You're a rock queen honey and we all hear you!
Three minutes left to go, is this the end, then Message on your stereo, four minute warning Everybody wants to know, what should we do The official story's a four minute warning
Lucy had a hard time with love But love recently chose the right time for Lucy Loving when you know it's the final time She now holds time in her own mind
Yeah, Jimmy's is the local for Michael A Guinness in one hand, in the other a fable, able I once asked are you a lonely man His reply was non-commital, 'I am what I am'
Two minutes left to go, is this the end, then Message on your stereo, four minute warning Everybody wants to know, what should we do The official story's a four minute warning
Cry, Laugh, Feel love, These high moments, And these are your four minutes. (Counting down, four minutes, it's a sound)
The final story is one of me, Who with four minutes left has used up three I think of you, I think of me Then I think of nothing, it's the end you see, yeah!
One minute left to go, is this the end, then Message on your stereo, four minute warning Everybody wants to know, what should we do The official story's a four minute warning
What would you do, yeah
With a four minute warning, a four minute warning...
I'm fading away, I'm fading away, if anybody wants to know...
MARK OWEN Close To The Edge
I was into, Like a sudden fix from a bowl of sugar, To you And all that you were standing for, Yeah, you knew, I was so caught up that I could barely move, To stop you, From having everything and more Do you pick me up, To put me under Break me in, So you can choose your ways to put me back again You can leave a hole like a nail in my head, You can leave me turned into nothing instead, You can leave me close to the edge, You won't ever hear me hit the ground Are you into, Have you given up, have we gone to far, Do you wander, Or are you staying where we are I abhor you, Yet all the while still I adore Knowing you, And all that might have been before Do I say too much, to take you over Break me in, So I can choose my ways to put me back again You can leave a hole like a nail in my head, You can leave me turned into nothing instead, You can leave me close to the edge, You won't ever hear me hit the ground Cos I'm floored but not broken, And I'm scarred but I'll heal Yeah I'm blissfully tortured, Naked and real And I'm stung and I'm sorry, But I'm calm now and clear Like the sky hanging over, Like the scratch on my shoulder, That I no longer feel, feel I was into Too close to the edge, Too close to the edge You can leave a hole like a nail in my head, You can leave me turned into nothing instead, You can leave me close to the edge, You won't ever hear me, Ever hear me Hit the ground