Besedila:
Sting Nothing Like The Sun

I don't drink coffee, I take tea my dear I like my toast done on one side And you can hear it in my accent when I talk I'm an Englishman in New York

I do I'd go out of my mind, but for you I'd go out of my mind, but for you My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun My hunger for her explains everythin

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like a stone that's been thrown in the ocean My logic has drowned in a sea of emotion Stop before you start Be still my beating heart Restore my broken dreams Shattered like

History will teach us nothing Sooner or later just like the world first day Sooner or later we learn to throw the past away Sooner or later just like

: I see me with you and all the things you do Keep turning round and round in my mind Forget the weather we should always be together And any other thought

: Well in a hundred years from now They will attempt to tell us how A scientific means to bliss Will supercede the human kiss A sub atomic chain Will