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(A.Stewart / P.White) When the cock crows And the wind blows And the primerose of dawn Is at your window Moving through the deep You chase dreams accross your sleep Scarecrows Waiting at your door In the last days of the century Leaning from your balcony You said: This is how it's meant to be Can't you feel it in the air? See that light come shining down All the way to Chinatown See it shine from miles around Reflecting everywhere You whore black clothes You quoted Shakespeare You know I still get the shake When you are this near You look like a still >From a Cecil B. Demille When I saw you Waiting at my door In the last days of the century Leaning from your balcony You said: Changes come so rapidly Now I feel it in the air See that light come shining down All the way to Chinatown See it shine from miles around Reflecting everywhere
