Postman
BOB STANLEY, JANE CRACKNELL SARAH, PETER STEWART WIGGS, SARAH CRACKNELL, SARAH JANE CRACKNELL
On a fog bound morning
With my frozen tiger feet
All done so I clocked off early
Walked down our street
Oh no, oh no
Do I really deserve this?
Silhouettes at the window
It's so hard to believe this
Silhouettes at the window
I was only lonely
Only thinking of you
I suspected nothing
Put all my trust in you
Now my pride is in a thousand pieces World slides from view
Oh no, oh no
Do I really deserve this?
Silhouettes at the window
It's so hard to believe this
Silhouettes at the window
I was only lonely
Only thinking of you