Friends
Foreign Money


1. Foreign Money

Took a look around your room
But I can't see a space on the floor
Where am I supposed to sleep
'Cause I can't stay awake any more?

Only known you half an evening
Give me rest and I'll be feeling fine

Destination far away
And it's only a matter of time
All your famous honesty
Makes it harder to tell you a lie

Rather be your friend than lover
Can't we sort this out some other time?

Would I give you foreign money?
Would I send you empty letters?
Would I give you dying flowers now?

Would I give you foreign money?
Would I send you empty letters?
Would I give you dying flowers now?

Would I give you foreign money?
Would I send you empty letters?
Would I give you dying flowers now?

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd


2. You Can Do

There you are, a picture in the sand
There am I, a hundred miles between my hands

The best days of our lives
Are when we don't know who we are
You and I, or that it would have been so hard

Keeping hold, down this long narrow road

Never even knowing that we had it all the time
Searching for a meaning that we didn't need to find

Say doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo
And you can do what you can dream that you can do
And you can do what you can dream that you can do

Reaching for our feelings when the words are hard to say
The chance of losing needn't stop me trying anyway

Say doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo
And you can do what you can dream that you can do
And you can do what you can dream that you can do

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd