Face In The Paper
The afternoon left without me
So I sat down in a park
The newsagents are closing
Pretty soon it will be dark
Face in paper
Take me home
Into your forgetful valley
Keep me warm
Must sell a lot of something
Cause I see you all the time
And somehow you look familiar
Maybe we met along the line
Face in paper
Take me home
Into your forgetful valley
Keep me warm
Down by the oily river
Where the blackbеrries grow
I'll stay with you forever
And no onе needs to know
No one needs to know
I will lay down beside you
Up by the railway
Wrap me in your words and pictures
We'll watch the town get up to meet the day
