"Closedown" lyrics
I'm running out of time
I'm out of step and closing down
And never sleep for wanting hours
The empty hours of greed and uselessly
Always the need to feel again
The real belief of something more than mockery
If only I could fill my heart with love
I'm out of step and closing down
And never sleep for wanting hours
The empty hours of greed and uselessly
Always the need to feel again
The real belief of something more than mockery
If only I could fill my heart with love
Thanks to Jess for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Simon Gallup, Roger O'Donnell, Robert James Smith, Laurence Andrew Tolhurst, Boris Williams, Porl Thompson
