If I was a Londoner, rich with complaint Would you take me back to your house Which is sainted with lust and the listless shade If I could have held you once more with that light It's nothing to you, but it keeps me alive Like a Valentine's Day, it's a Valentine's heart, anyway The king and the ages, they fall by the plan It's always the tired and the ordinary man (It's the) challenge it's funny and such I want to see you again I want to see you again It's so simple and plain But I'll come back and see you again The lie is the angel, it doesn't exist I tell you it's funny but you like just to twist all my words It's a shame you're so young My word, it's a shame I'm so dumb I figure a house with the smoke and the fence The people round here would be pleased Take my word on this I would believe just in you, just believe in you And five days to catch me around with my ring As I visit the friendships which meant everything to the girl With the clown's face, to the girl with the clowns face, round here
- Tanita Tikaram
- vocals
- Rod Argent
- keyboards
- Peter Van Hooke
- drums
- John Georgiadis
- violin
- Brendan O’Reilly
- violin
- Ian Jewel
- viola
- Keith Harvey
- cello