There's a boy with a little black dog
There's a boy with a little black dog
And he looks at his watch for a while
And the falling years wash away his make up
And the falling years wash away his make up
Just like rain on the fading snow
He's a lonesome streetside romeo
You can see him from your window tonite
This world's a devided place, you know
He's awaiting you
We're all lonesome streetside romeos
You can see us from your window tonite
This World's a devided place, you know
We're awaiting you
All the boys are locked in a fortress
All the girls are locked in a fortress
Just because it's a crime it could be, it could be
Flesh and blood in iron and steel
Flesh and blood in iron and steel
Just because it's a crime it could be, it could be
Angels in different shapes
Gold/1987
