Françoise Hardy

Françoise Hardy - Never learn to cry lyrics

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NEVER LEARN TO CRY
Paroles et musique: Napier-Bell, Wickham, 1968

You're living in a dream mist made of pink perfume

You hide behind the mask of Sunday afternoons

You'll never see the real world, never find out why

You live a life of feathers flying in a cloud

Your mind is like a jungle overgrown with flowers

You'll never see the real life, never learn to cry

You're floating through the lost world of other people's dreams

You see the world through diamonds made from plasticine

You never see the real things, never find out why

Your thoughts are bubbles bursting out of golden foam

You're sheltered from the sunlight by making love your home

You never see the real life, never learn to cry

You're living in a dream mist made of pink perfume

You live a life of feathers flying in a cloud

You're floating through the lost world of other people's dreams

Your thoughts are bubbles bursting out of golden foam

You're sheltered from the sunlight...
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Parlophone, Warner Music France

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Released in: 1969

Language: English

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