I'm gonna write you
a letter
Gonna mail it today
So you won't
escape from
These things
I wanna say
I wanna thank you
for the privilege
I... wanna thank you
for the pain
I'll be handin' you
the ashes
I wanna thank you
for the game
We stood on
the balcony
And we watched it
together
We were modern
men and women
Who changed
like the weather
We were one day
goin' hot
the next day
goin' cold
One day
growin' restless
the next day
growin' old
Waiting for
the countdown
in the summer of
eighty-one
Sign up
or go underground
In the summer of
eighty-one
There's no time
for leather
and there's no-one
on the floor
So I'll pretend
that we're together
I don't want to go alone
no, no, no, no
We stood on the balcony
And we watched it
together
We were modern
men and women
Who changed
like the weather
We were one day
goin' hot
the next day
goin' cold
One day
growin' restless
the next day
growin' old
Waiting for
the countdown
in the summer of
eighty-one
Sign up
or go underground
in the summer of
eighty-one
We were waiting
for the countdown
in the summer of
eighty-one
Sign up
or go underground
in the summer of
eighty-one
Well we were waiting
for the countdown
in the summer of
eighty-one
Waiting for
the countdown
in the summer of
eighty-one
Waiting for
the countdown
in the summer of
eighty-one
Waiting for
the countdown
In the summer of
eighty-one