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Thursday night on Regent Street The snow is falling down Standing under Christmas lights Lighting up this town I'm sad you couldn't make it I just wish you were around Oh I thought if I was healing I'd be better by now I'll make my way to Marble Arch Hide myself underground Cos standing in a crowd of people Drowns the heartbreak out You'd say that's a Northern thing But Ipswich ain't so south Did I second guess the meaning Of every word from your mouth? Why can't we find the middle ground? Why do we make this harder than it sounds? Running round in circles Hoping I'd bump into you Only now that we are over I need a better excuse Signatures on paperwork Divide our mutual friends Time spent pulling at the threads Created more loose ends I thought if I could reach you Maybe we could start again But if we blame it on the distance Then at least I could pretend Why can't we find the middle ground Why do we make this harder than it sounds Running round in circles Hoping I'd bump into you Only now that we are over I need a better excuse I hope we reach the time When things can be different Can't you see that I'm Trying Why can't we find the middle ground Why do we make this harder than it sounds Running round in circles Hoping I'd bump into you Only now that we are over I need a better excuse
Writer(s): Rob Hodkinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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