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All this short summer night long I've been waiting for youJust to give me a sign that you feel this way tooThere are people on the streets for the weekendBut I don't hear themThere are others I could meet for the weekendBut I don't see themTalk to me like the sea, makes me want to get out of the cityTalk to me like the sea, makes me want to get out of the cityI have a dream, of an inky blue seaYou could give up your job and go there with meI know we'd miss the football and the dancingThere's always somethingAnd you'd worry that the people here'd be talkingBut that's nothingTalk to me like the sea, makes me want to get out of the cityTalk to me like the sea, makes me want to get out of the cityIn the morning I sit on the train and wonderIf I can go through all this again you know ISongtexteFeel like staying till the end of the line this time...This time, this time, this timeOh yeah. uh huh.We come to fight and dream in this fairground of a townThrough the sweet and sickly streets from the airless undergroundsWhile the planes fly out of Heathrow taking people late at nightTo where the fields are like Australia in the early morning lightTalk to me like the sea, makes me want to get out of the cityTalk to me like the sea, makes me want to get out of the cityTalk to me like the seaIn the morning I sit on the trainTalk to me like the seaHey hey heyTalk to me like the seaIn the morning I sit on the trainTalk to me like the sea Aus Songtexte Mania