Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Sundays
Performer
David Gavurin
Guitar
Harriet Wheeler
Vocals
Paul Brindley
Bass Guitar
Patrick Hannan
Drums
Lindsay Jamieson
Tambourine
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Gavurin
Composer
Harriet Wheeler
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Gavurin
Producer
Harriet Wheeler
Producer
Dave Anderson
Producer
Lyrics
And she's walking on the edge of a knife
And she knows it's the death of her, Sarah
Sarah you live and you learn you're invisible
And she's walking on the edge of a crowd
Late at night you can never tell
Town from town
Sounds of England swallow you down
Makes you want to laugh
Could a heaven on earth be ours here and now?
And she says, "What's in my palm?
Read between the lines, give me something to savour
Can you do that?
'Cause I'll believe anything"
And I say
"When you're hoping for some more from your life
Shouldn't wonder you've had enough
And in my town (Too young, too young)
Sounds of England swallow you down" (Too young, too young)
And a heaven on earth is all ours, but not now (Too young, too young)
I tell you when a heaven on earth is all ours
Come on down
Written by: David Gavurin, Harriet Wheeler