Lyric Born On A Different Cloud

Born on a different cloud
from the ones that have burst round town
It s no surprise to me
that yer classless, clever and free...

Loaded just like the gun
You re the hero that s still unsung
Living on borrowed time
You re my sun and you re gonna shine

Talking to myself again
This time I think I m getting through
It s funny how you think
It s funny when you do

Lonely soul
Busy working overtime
Nothing ever gets done
Specially when your hands are tied

Lonely soul
Baking up your mother s pride
Nothing ever gets done
Not until your war s won