Lyrics

All systems are...
Yep, go
Did I see you in the street yesterday?
Or did I see you waiting in a café?
Gazing out of the window in a daze
Remembering the Night Of The Barricades
You're nice, but you're getting much older now
It's a personal issue
Long time, soft human, sad eyes, cold heart
Cold heart
Was it you who told me to watch myself?
And in the end it's you who are on the shelf
The younger students could never appreciate
You fought their battles in Paris since '68
You're nice, but you're getting much older now
It's a personal issue
Long time, soft human, sad eyes, cold heart
Cold heart
It's a personal issue
It's a personal issue
It's a personal issue
It's a personal issue
It's a personal issue
Written by: Lawrence Elliott, Martin Newell
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