You don't have my number,
We don't need each other now;
We don't need the city,
The creed or the culture now.
And I feel the colour alive
I feel the colour
And I feel the streets are pulling me down.
So people of the city,
I don't need your counsel now;
I don't need that good advice
You don't have my lover's touch.
You don't have my number
We don't need each other now
The creed or the culture
We can move beyond it now.
Now the wolf is knocking at my door,
Bang-bangin' it asks for more
Stand here, we stand tall
We could move beyond these walls
and I don't need your counsel
and I don't need these city streets
and I don't need your good advice
cause we can move beyond it now
You don't have my number
we don't need each other now
who create all the culture
you don't have my lover's touch
cause I feel
I feel alive
I feel, I feel alive
I feel that the streets are all far from here
do you even hear me?
do you even know my name?
can you see the ocean there?
you don't have my lover's touch
you don't have my number
can you hear me?
are you even listening now?
cause you don't have my number
we don't need each other now
you passing back under
you don't have my lover's touch
cause you don't have my number
and I don't need no one now
I don't need the city streets
who create all the culture now
compositores: James Smith, Jack Bevan, Walter Gervers, Yannis Philippakis
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