A song about love and the strange feeling that someone wonderful has somehow chosen you. We all carry a little wreckage from where we've been. Perhaps some things in life simply aren't meant to make sense. They just make beautiful music.
Credits:
Paul: Vocals & Guitar
Karen: Vocals
Paul Yarrow: Keyboard
Lyrics
Must we say goodbye now, is it really time to go
It goes so fast, never lasts
As one scene comes clearer another turns black
And I'm fearing this feeling won't pass
Words flow like a river that will never get to sea
What's a dreamboat like you doing with a shipwreck like me?
How many questions, how many tears?
How many thoughts to fill and mornings will I waken to the fear?
That next time you see me you'll ask yourself why?
And those love lights will fade in your eye
Words flow like a river that will never get to sea
What's a dreamboat like you doing with a shipwreck like me?
We're out of time, we're out of tune
We're out of here
Nothing rhymes, we're out of skew
We're out of gear
Words flow like a river that will never get to sea
What's a dreamboat like you doing with a shipwreck like me?
Words flow like a river that will never get to sea
What's a dreamboat like you doing with a shipwreck like me?
What's a dreamboat like you doing with a shipwreck like me?
