leo sayer
telepath
I`m leaving the smog below me now  I`m leaving my troubles on the ground  I`m watching those smokestacks just blaze away  The sky will be blue never grey   The future is filled with wasted time  I can`t see the road -- I`m going blind  I`m laughing at all of my future plans  Shining like gold in my hands   Isn`t it funny how you reach me  You know exactly what I`m thinking  You`re always helping me from sinking  It`s your way   Hello, this is London calling -- is my flight due  Hello, is there someway I can reach you  Isn`t it funny how you call me  You call me up while I am sleeping  You`re always helping me from sinking -- it`s your way   Now this is the end of all my dreams  The drumming has stopped behind my ears  There`s no looking back now -- I`m too far away  I`m shaking like mad in a daze. . .   Then out of the night you join me here  The people around me, they disappear  And I hear your voice, and you speak to my eyes  And everything comes alive