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(David Ruffy,Walter Ray,Roger Daltrey)
1992 Copyright Control
Its the same rain the same pain
The same picture in the same frame
Cold close smoldering hearts
And it cant burst into flames then
Again it cant go out
My passion is a nightingale with a
Sword throat
A dolphin in the Thames its a wasted love
Its a telephone ringing in A empty house
Its motherless child
You can say its a good thing
You can say its a bad thing
You can call it anything you want
But you cant call it love
No. you cant call it love
Im lost among the stars
Another wishful one is waiting in the wings
To pick up where the last one put you down
To dry your eyes and fashion your new crown
Of fox gloves and steel strings
You can say its a good thing
You can say its a bad thing
You can call it anything you want
But you cant call it love
No. you cant call it love
No. you cant call it love
The same towns still standing
But the changes come creepin through
My dreams
But its a little late for praying
When your world is already on its knees
And on and on and on and on
My nightmares a devils dog on a rolling log
Got no control, no sense of time, its
Just a rhyme
And a banshee hollers in the dead of night
Its a homeless ghost
You can say its a good thing
You can say its a bad thing
You can call it anything you want
But you cant call it love
No. you cant call it love
No. you cant call it love
Cant call it love