Vacancies - Piano Magic

Well, you never asked me, so I never said

Though I tattooed the answer so I wouldn’t forget

Oh, there’s much I can offer if you’d open your eyes

The night is young but life is short, so come inside

On a council bench, on the Park Estate

I have carved our names with a carpetblade

«They came here often and they loved it so…»

The view is bleak so what’s to love, we’ll never know

The view is bleak so what’s to love, we’ll never know

The view is bleak so what’s to love, we’ll never know

The view is bleak so what’s to love, we’ll never know

Well, phone me if you feel the need

My days are vacancies;

my heart, it tends to bleed

But I know a place where they’re kinder to our kind

Tonight, it rains a sorry drum, come inside

Tonight, it rains a sorry drum, come inside

Tonight, it rains a sorry drum, come inside

Tonight, it rains a sorry drum, come inside

If love would be so blind

The rest of us might blossom

If love would be so blind

The rest of us might blossom

If love would be so blind

The rest of us might blossom

If love would be so blind

The rest of us might blossom