Låttexter: The Corrs. Talk On Corners. When He's Not Around.

I can't breathe, I can't sleep

He's uncool, an unsophisticate
He's a tightrope walker on an open path
He's a maze of curiosity
He is the living bread that cures my appetite

I find that I can't breathe and I can't sleep
When he's not around
Everyday is bluely gray
When he's not in town

His mystique is one of innocence
I feel I'm lounging in lovely in his big blue eyes
And I would be preening in paradise
If I were always beside him like his Siamese

I find that I can't breathe and I can't sleep
When he's not around
Everyday is bluely gray
When he's not in town
When he's not in town

Can I keep him in my galaxy?
Can he live within my fantasy?

I find that I can't breathe and I can't sleep
When he's not around
Everyday is bluely gray
When he's not in town

I find that I can't breathe and I can't sleep
When he's not around
Everyday is bluely gray
When he's not in town
When he's not in town, yeah