LYRICS, ROMANIZATIONS, TRANSLATIONS

SAVAGE GARDEN - RANDOM
lyriks

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lyriks
santa monica
two beds and a coffee machine

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1. santa monica

in santa monica, in the wintertime,
the lazy streets so undemanding...
i walk into the crowd.
in santa monica, you get your coffee from
the coolest places on the promenade.
where people dress just so...
beauty so unavoidable, everywhere you turn:
it's there.
i sit and wonder what am i doing here?

but on the telephone line i am anyone
i am anything i want to be.
i could be a super model or norman mailer
and you wouldn't know the difference...
or would you?

in santa monica, all the people got modern names
like jake or mandy
and modern bodies too.
in santa monica, on the boulevard,
you'll have to dodge those in-line skaters
or they'll knock you down.
i never felt so lonely...
never felt so out of place.
i never wanted something more than this.

but on the telephone line i am anyone; i am anything i want to be.
i could be a super model or norman mailer
and you wouldn't know the difference.
on the telephone line, i am any height;
i am any age i want to be.
i could be a caped crusader, or space invader
and you wouldn't know the difference... or would you?

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2. two beds and a coffee machine

and she takes another step;
slowly she opens the door...
check that he is sleeping:
pick up all the broken glass and furniture on the floor...
been up half the night screaming;
now it's time to get away. pack up the kids in the car:
another bruise to try and hide,
another alibi to write.

another ditch in the road:
you keep moving.
another stop sign:
you keep moving on.
and the years go by so fast;
wonder how i ever made it through.

and there are children to think of;
baby's asleep in the backseat.
wonder how they'll ever make it through this living nightmare,
but the mind is an amazing thing,
full of candy dreams and new toys and another cheap hotel,
two beds, and a coffee machine...
but there are groceries to buy,
and she knows she'll have to go home.

another bruise to try and hide,
another alibi to write.
another lonely highway in the black of night.
but there's hope in the darkness;
you know you're going to make it.

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