Lletres: Manic Street Preachers. Forever Delayed. Australia.
I don't know if I'm tired
And I don't know if I'm ill
My cheeks are turning yellow
I think I'll take another pill
Praying for the wave to come now
It must be for the fifteenth time
I've been here for much too long
This is the past that's mine
I want to fly and run till it hurts
Sleep for a while and speak no words
In Australia
I want to fly and run till it hurts
Sleep for a while and speak no words
In Australia, in Australia
Praying for the wave to come now
It must be for the very last time
It's twelve o'clock till midnight
There must be someone to blame
I want to fly and run till it hurts
Sleep for a while and speak no words
In Australia
I want to fly and run till it hurts
Sleep for a while and speak no words
In Australia, in Australia
Ahh, Australia, ohh in Australia
I want to fly and run till it hurts
Sleep for a while and speak no words
In Australia
In Australia
In Australia
In Australia
And I don't know if I'm ill
My cheeks are turning yellow
I think I'll take another pill
Praying for the wave to come now
It must be for the fifteenth time
I've been here for much too long
This is the past that's mine
I want to fly and run till it hurts
Sleep for a while and speak no words
In Australia
I want to fly and run till it hurts
Sleep for a while and speak no words
In Australia, in Australia
Praying for the wave to come now
It must be for the very last time
It's twelve o'clock till midnight
There must be someone to blame
I want to fly and run till it hurts
Sleep for a while and speak no words
In Australia
I want to fly and run till it hurts
Sleep for a while and speak no words
In Australia, in Australia
Ahh, Australia, ohh in Australia
I want to fly and run till it hurts
Sleep for a while and speak no words
In Australia
In Australia
In Australia
In Australia
Manic Street Preachers
Forever Delayed
Manic Street Preachers