Coast Is Clear - Curve

Above my bed, in this ugly room

Hangs the whisper of the same man

You can’t be my father, for the love we’ve shown

It’s just a little to me, it’s never enough to swallow those pills

Now I’m sick, and always will be Take it, I don’t want it, you can have what you like

Just don’t try to trick me to sleep, don’t turn out the lights

You can’t be my father, for the love we’ve shown

It’s just a little to me, it’s never enough to swallow those pills

Now I’m sick, and I always will be Dreams of meeting truth, be my father

Dreams of meeting truth, for the

Dreams of meeting truth, be my father

Dreams of meeting truth

Now I’m sick, always, always, always

Just when you thought it was all right

Open your eyes now, girl

Coast is clear

23rd February '92