the corrs
when he's not around
He's uncool and unsophisticat He's a tightrope walker on an open path He's a maze of curiosity He is the living bread that cures my appetite (chorus) I find that i can't breathe and i can't sleep When he's not around Everyday is bluey grey When he's not in town His mystique is one of innocence I feel i'm lounging in lovely in his big blue eyes And i would be preening in paradise If i were always beside him like a Siamese (chorus) Can i keep him in my galaxy Can he live within my fantasy (chorus) Can i keep him in my galaxy Can he live within my fantasy (chorus).