Billy Mackenzie When The World Was Young
We gotta break away, break the chain
Feel free, to be us all again
Not see yourself through someone else's eyes
A pale reflection, a thin disguise
I'm not pulling shots at the pimps or whores
Or the bug pushers in candy stores
I'm just looking round for someone I know
Who I thought I'd lost, a long time ago
We gotta break away, break the ice
Listen to our hearts, for our own advice
Not see yourself through someone else's eyes
A pale reflection, a thin disguise
