Last Days Of The Century Lyrics

Last Days Of The Century lyrics

(A.Stewart / P.White)
When the cock crows
And the wind blows
And the
primerose of dawn
Is at your window
Moving through the deep
You chase
dreams accross your sleep
Scarecrows
Waiting at your door
In the last
days of the century
Leaning from your balcony
You said:  This is how it's
meant to be
Can't you feel it in the air?
See that light come shining
down
All the way to Chinatown
See it shine from miles
around
Reflecting everywhere
You whore black clothes
You quoted
Shakespeare
You know I still get the shake
When you are this near
You
look like a still
>From a Cecil B. Demille
When I saw you
Waiting at
my door
In the last days of the century
Leaning from your balcony
You
said:  Changes come so rapidly
Now I feel it in the air
See that light
come shining down
All the way to Chinatown
See it shine from miles
around
Reflecting everywhere