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 you live & 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 & now?
And she says "What's in my palm?
Read between the lines
Give me something to savour
Can you do that? Cos 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
Sounds of England swallow you down
And a heaven on earth is all ours but not now
I tell you when a heaven on earth is all ours
Come on down
Writer(s): Harriet Ella Wheeler, David Richard Gavurin
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