Interlude

[ti:Interlude] [ar:Two Tongues] [al:Two Tongues] [00:-04.00]Two Tongues - Interlude [00:-01.00] And they meet Late on a Saturday In the grip Of winter's chapped lips One's blind To all he has inside One's sure That he knows what life's got in store And when the stars And drunks have left the bar He says we've just met But I've seen you around Can we share a car Back to my place With movies made about outer space And so it seems They're off to share their wasted dreams