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Chinn / Chapman Don`t talk to me of shattered dreams, Of course you don`t know what it means, To live for someone else, you can`t just take, And when you`re bitten by the truth, You blame it on your mis-spent youth, You never seem to learn by your mistakes. So don`t talk to me of wild wild angels, Wild wild angels on the skyways, Those wild wild angels on the highways of your life, `Cos it`s people like you who never knew, What wild wild angels have to face. Oh, and I ain`t hangin` round to see, You turn on someone else like me, I`m still alive and you know the way I live, But baby that`s one way you`ll never be, Such simple things you fail to see, You take back everything you ever give. So don`t talk to me of wild wild angels, Wild wild angels on the skyways, Those wild wild angels on the highways of your life, `Cos it`s people like you who never knew, What wild wild angels have to face. So don`t talk to me of wild wild angels, Wild wild angels on the skyways, Those wild wild angels on the highways of your life, `Cos it`s people like you who never knew, What wild wild angels have to face. So don`t talk to me of wild wild angels, Wild wild angels on the skyways, Those wild wild angels on the highways of your life, `Cos it`s people like you who never knew... |