Cherry blossom Japanese
Culture written on our streets
London calling Tokyo
Temples Geisha Kyoto
(Ah, ah)
We're holding a life line that ends
Clutching at straws with both our hands
Kokoro wa hitotsu
Koloro wa hitotsu
Mount Fuji rising above the waves
Ikebana balance grace
Harakiri honour faith
Nagasaki rainy days
(Ah ah, ah)
We're holding a life line that ends
Clutching at straws with both our hands
Kokoro wa hitotsu
Something must give something must break
Our sense of survival love not hate
Koloro wa hitotsu
I would do it again
Fool or a friend
I'd do it again
As the darkness comes (as the darkness comes the sound of neon hums)
The sound of neon hums (now the nights awake with shooting stars and shapes)
Now the nights awake (winter nights turn cold and the traffic slows)
With shooting stars and shapes (so much still at stake how much can we take )
Winter nights turn cold (as the darkness comes the sound of neon hums)
And the traffic slows (now the nights awake with shooting stars and shapes)
Still so much at stake (winter nights turn cold and the traffic slows)
At stake. (Still so much at stake, still so much at stake, how much we can take before we lose our way)
(Ah, ah)
(Ah, ah)
We're holding a life line that ends
Clutching at straws with both our hands
Kokoro wa hitotsu
Kokoro wa hitotsu
Something must give something must break
Our sense of survival love not hate
Kokoro wa Hitotsu
I would do it again
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Cherry blossom Japanese
Culture written on our streets
London calling Tokyo
Temples Geisha Kyoto
(Ah, ah)
We're holding a life line that ends
Clutching at straws with both our hands
Kokoro wa hitotsu
Koloro wa hitotsu
Mount Fuji rising above the waves
Ikebana balance grace
Harakiri honour faith
Nagasaki rainy days
(Ah ah, ah)
We're holding a life line that ends
Clutching at straws with both our hands
Kokoro wa hitotsu
Something must give something must break
Our sense of survival love not hate
Koloro wa hitotsu
I would do it again
Fool or a friend
I'd do it again
As the darkness comes (as the darkness comes the sound of neon hums)
The sound of neon hums (now the nights awake with shooting stars and shapes)
Now the nights awake (winter nights turn cold and the traffic slows)
With shooting stars and shapes (so much still at stake how much can we take )
Winter nights turn cold (as the darkness comes the sound of neon hums)
And the traffic slows (now the nights awake with shooting stars and shapes)
Still so much at stake (winter nights turn cold and the traffic slows)
At stake. (Still so much at stake, still so much at stake, how much we can take before we lose our way)
(Ah, ah)
(Ah, ah)
We're holding a life line that ends
Clutching at straws with both our hands
Kokoro wa hitotsu
Kokoro wa hitotsu
Something must give something must break
Our sense of survival love not hate
Kokoro wa Hitotsu
I would do it again
Culture written on our streets
London calling Tokyo
Temples Geisha Kyoto
(Ah, ah)
We're holding a life line that ends
Clutching at straws with both our hands
Kokoro wa hitotsu
Koloro wa hitotsu
Mount Fuji rising above the waves
Ikebana balance grace
Harakiri honour faith
Nagasaki rainy days
(Ah ah, ah)
We're holding a life line that ends
Clutching at straws with both our hands
Kokoro wa hitotsu
Something must give something must break
Our sense of survival love not hate
Koloro wa hitotsu
I would do it again
Fool or a friend
I'd do it again
As the darkness comes (as the darkness comes the sound of neon hums)
The sound of neon hums (now the nights awake with shooting stars and shapes)
Now the nights awake (winter nights turn cold and the traffic slows)
With shooting stars and shapes (so much still at stake how much can we take )
Winter nights turn cold (as the darkness comes the sound of neon hums)
And the traffic slows (now the nights awake with shooting stars and shapes)
Still so much at stake (winter nights turn cold and the traffic slows)
At stake. (Still so much at stake, still so much at stake, how much we can take before we lose our way)
(Ah, ah)
(Ah, ah)
We're holding a life line that ends
Clutching at straws with both our hands
Kokoro wa hitotsu
Kokoro wa hitotsu
Something must give something must break
Our sense of survival love not hate
Kokoro wa Hitotsu
I would do it again
Writer: Grant Nicholas
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management