Brighton Beach (Colour To The Moon)---Allan Taylor
Young girl, so pretty.
Young boy now a hero in his face.
They’re looking out at the big wide world.
This was their time, this was their place.
He said: One day, I will make you mine.
We’ll be together till the end of time.
Brighton Beach in 1959.
Young woman, flausing her hair.
Young man, blazing new guitar.
So cosmics, this is the 60s.
Everything is falled out way too far.
Revolution is in the air.
Where everyone is stoned they don’t care.
Cuz’s New York in 1969.
Everybody changes, as time goes by.
But we can make it, if we try.
Another city bright lights.
A wind in streak your hair and the eyes.
Another face you wanna get to know.
Everybody says it’s the way to go.
Maybe you came on just a little too strong.
Maybe you played too hard or went wrong.
Well it was, London town in 1979.
Change partners, change of scene.
Kids get stuck, somewhere in between.
No problem we can work it out.
The things get borken and people shout.
She feels guilty thinking she should’ve stayed.
He gets scared because the bills ain’t paid.
It was somewhere in suburbia in 1989.
Everybody changes, as time goes by.
But we can make it, if we try.
Take it easy, take it slow.
There’s not much more you need to know.
Looking back at the times you had.
Hang on to the good, forget the bad.
Take one last look down memory lane.
It’s good to be starting all over again.
Brighton Beach in 1999.
Brighton Beach in 1999
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