When success is on your mind

But true direction is missing

You know the Gods have lied - but you're still smitten.

By the stars in your eyes

I can tell you know where you are

Smile sweetly and you'll be forgiven.

You're almost free - almost free to come and go

Bed sitting room for ambitious prisoner.



Walk away, don't take no for an answer

Turn a blind eye to it all

Let sleeping dogs lie

Down in Queensway.



Like a bulldozer chasing butterflies

Down sad English streets you wander

Over sleeping bodies you step lightly.

All the snow on the ground

- lets you pass by without a sound

One last look before you disappear.



Walk away, don't take no for an answer

Turn a blind eye to it all

Let sleeping dogs lie

Down in Queensway.