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Cold comfort greeting tired and well trod feetMoths flicker life into an empty dim lit streetWell this is somebody's hometownAbsence makes the heart grow fonderLooking around I have to wonder I can hardly breathe there's a weight upon my chestFeels like it's pushing me downSucking out my breathJust too many faces around hereThat I don't want to seeI've been looking for the heart of townBut the ringroads lead me round and round Dreamers of Caribbean seasJumping in and jumping out it's me Like a fish out of the waterLike a kite without a breezeLetras de canciones Tell me, did you see the golden pavements?Was I dreaming or did they gleamWell whether you're writing on the wallOr just sitting on the fenceGet up, look around to me there's no defence Against Celtic brothers in their streamsHooked and sent to Coventry Like a fish out of the waterLike a kite without a breeze. From Letras Mania