Dave Stewart, The Spiritual Cowboys - This Little Town (Live)

I was out there in the middle of the day Trying to make love to a shopping arcade In northern England... Outside it was raining and I was feeling insecure Sooner or later you got to face the fact This world is shattered and it's too full of cracks to fill in So we just give in on a Thursday afternoon... In this little town where the traffic moves slow in the pouring rain I want to take you there where the four winds blow To be born again I was out there with the Beatles and the Cranks Trying to make some money and not to fall into the ranks of suburbia With Richard Toomey a visionary ghost... Sooner or later we make the same mistakes Our pockets are all empty and our spirit starts to break Just uke a baby left in the car park on a foggy new years eve... In this little town where winter begins In the summertime (summertime) I want to take you there Wash away our sins And be born again I was talking to some friends of mine trying to make some sense After drinking a case of wine from Yugoslavia but just before Breakfast we all started to agree... (wich was very unusual for us) In this little town In this little town In this little town In the pouring rain I want to take you there To be born again In this little town In the summertime I want to take you there And be born again Born again...