Another hotel With willing plans Romantic gesture With willing plans And so you make it your own But this is where your arm can't go you make it your own
Another phone call With willing plans Romantic gesture With willing plans
And so you make it your own But this is where your arm can't go You make it your own But this is where your arm can't go
And your red sky at night won't follow me It won't follow me now. I won't wear your shoes I won't clip your wings.
I see it when you lie We all look so surprised And, well, you come back You come back
And breathing in -smoke signs- Like a puppet told to drive Well, you come back
And your red sky at night won't follow me It won't follow me now. And your red sky at night won't follow me It won't follow me now. And your red sky at night won't follow me It won't follow me now. And your red sky at night won't follow me You won't follow me now.
Where are your manners? So, where are your manners? And where are your manners? And where are your manners? So, where are your manners? And where are your manners? And where are your manners? And where are your manners? So, where are your manners? And where are your manners? So, where are your manners? And where are your manners? And where are your manners? So, where are your manners?