New Europeans Composer(s): Warren Cann; Chris Cross; Billy Currie; Ultravox; Midge Ure Performer(s): Midge Ure; Ultravox
In a quiet street washed by the rain
a room within the home A lonely man sits cheek to cheek with unique designs in chrome The mellow years have long gone by, but now he sits alone He has a brand new radio, but never turns it on
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A photograph of lovers lost lies pressed in magazines Her eyes belong to a thousand girls, she's the wife who's never seen Their educated son has left in search of borrowed dreams His television's in his bed, he's frozen to the screen
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On a crowded beach washed by the sun, he puts his headphones on His modern world revolves around the synthesizer's song Full of future thoughts and thrills, his senses slip away He's a European legacy, a culture for today
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