city sky comes down like rain
through all the alleys to the sea
i hear footsteps getting louder
painted lies on painted lips
that promise heaven tastes like this
i don't believe that i believed in you
sunday's child will fall through faith
i feel i'm falling out of grace
grey city sky comes down like rain
people fade and i forget you
i hear footsteps see their faces
but it all means nothing to me now
city sky comes down like rain
through all the alleys to the sea
i hear her footsteps getting louder
painted lies on broken lips
that promise heaven tastes like this
came home pushed and full of pins
sunday's child will fall through faith
i feel i'm falling out of grace
i see the sky comes down like rain
people fade and i forget you
i hear footsteps icy faces
but it all means nothing to me