(Peters)



Looking out my window

Looking at this dirty part of town

Looking out my window

Cold eyes looking cold eyes looking down

You should see them going

Going down not noticing the slope

You should see them going

Empty faces faces without hope

Doctor, it's not that I can't sleep

I call on you it's something else

I tell you doctor, reality is haunting me

Cos' everything's exactly as it is

There's no magic

There's no mystery in the night

No adventure

Only losers, in the morning light

Doctor, I hate to bother you

but take a look yourself you see it's true now

Doctor, I'm haunted by reality

Cos' everything's exactly as it is

The best surprise is no surprise