| I’ll never work for free
|
| No I can’t give up
|
| It never belongs to me
|
| I’ll never work for free
|
| Like an incantation
|
| I’ve been repeating
|
| Looking back from the outer edge
|
| I’m still the same
|
| Looking back from the outer edge
|
| I’ve changed my name
|
| Just to stay the same
|
| Just to stay the same
|
| Fell in love with the travelling man
|
| I’ll make him mine
|
| Do whatever I can
|
| Fell in love with the travelling man
|
| I’ll make him mine
|
| Do whatever I can
|
| Got me looking for love
|
| Got me looking for love
|
| Little sympathy
|
| Cause a long way back
|
| Never comes easily
|
| Even a young girl knows
|
| That the first sign of love
|
| Falls flat where the cold wind blows
|
| A single syllable
|
| Contained my history
|
| Never knew one word
|
| Could mean so much to me
|
| Fell in love with the travelling man
|
| I’ll make him mine
|
| Do whatever I can
|
| Fell in love with the travelling man
|
| I’ll make him mine
|
| Do whatever I can
|
| Touching me with such sweet blindness
|
| Hiding where our past can’t find us
|
| Need to find you another door
|
| Oh baby I need more
|
| I can’t live on metaphors
|
| Oh baby I need more
|
| Fell in love with the travelling man
|
| I’ll make him mine
|
| Do whatever I can
|
| Fell in love with the travelling man
|
| I’ll make him mine
|
| Do whatever I can
|
| You got me looking for love
|
| You got me looking for love |