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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Style Council
The Style Council
Performer
Tracey Thorn
Tracey Thorn
Performer
Paul Weller
Paul Weller
Vocals
Mick Talbot
Mick Talbot
Keyboards
Steve White
Steve White
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Weller
Paul Weller
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Style Council
The Style Council
Producer
Peter Wilson
Peter Wilson
Producer

Lyrics

Empty hours spent
Combin' the street
In daytime showers
They've become my beat
As I walk from cafe to bar
I wish I knew where you are
You've sort of clouded my mind
And now I'm all out of time
Empty skies say try to forget
Better advice is to have no regrets
As I tread the boulevard floor
Will I see you once more
Because you've coloured my mind
'Till then I'm biding my time
I'm only sad in a natural way
And I enjoy, sometimes feeling this way
The gift you gave is desire
The match that started my fire
Empty nights with nothing to do
I sit and think, every thought is for you
I get so restless and bored
So I go out once more
I hate to feel so confined
I feel like I'm wasting my time
I'm only sad in a natural way
And I enjoy sometimes feeling this way
The gift you gave is desire
The match that started my fire
The match that started my fire
The match that started my fire
The match that started my fire
The match that started my fire
Written by: Paul Weller
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