Suburbs of Moscow
MARTY WILDE, RICK WILDE
Out on my own
In the suburbs of Moscow
Out in the rain
Walking down this long avenue
Out to the crowds in the square
Feelings are high everywhere
But the feeling is gone
And I can't break away
(living in Moscow)
Out in the cold
(so cold)
When there's nowhere to stay
Look at the girl
Gazing through the window
Clutching her books
Memorizing every line
Keep your belief at the start
This was the faith in my heart
But the feeling is gone
And I can't break away
(living in Moscow)
Out in the cold
(so cold)
When there's nowhere to stay
Where can we go
In the suburbs of Moscow
Watching the rain
Beating down empty streets
Yes, the feeling is gone
And I can't break away
(living in Moscow)
Out in the cold
(so cold)
When there's nowhere to stay