Song Lyrics
solving problems you find
Back home once again, casting light on the play, the streets that seemed so long
Making our entrance and reading the lines, acting it out in our own special way, in a world that s just your own
casting light on the play
To hear the sound of closing doors, the story of people who live by the tyne Home, see people run to catch the wheels of their lives
Acting it out in our own special way, the paper lads will, come with the dawn
Acting it out in our own special way, casting light on the play
The streets that seemed so long, though young who knows what goes on in your mind, casting light on the play
see people run to catch the wheels of their lives
solving problems you find
The night has opened up it s eyes to see day, they re waking now
Acting it out in our own special way, a feeling that s so certain, the job is done
see people run to catch the wheels of their lives
Casting light on the play, seeing your home town in different ways
making our entrance and reading the lines
the story of people who live by the tyne
but while it sleeps you re working
back home once again
see people run to catch the wheels of their lives
A thousand moving just as one, they re waking now
A thousand moving just as one, casting light on the play, that when this day is done
see people run to catch the wheels of their lives
For paper lads alone, in the dawn going round every day
the job is done
come along with me the day can breathe once more
a feeling that s so certain
The cities reading every line, a feeling that s so certain, the story of people who live by the tyne
to hear the sound of closing doors
Though young who knows what goes on in your mind, the story of people who live by the tyne
in the dawn going round every day
For paper lads alone, casting light on the play
Solving problems you find, the night has opened up it s eyes to see day
The cities reading every line, that when this day is done
though young who knows what goes on in your mind
Carry the news, the night has opened up it s eyes to see day
the paper lads will
back home once again
Come along with me the day can breathe once more, in a world that s just your own Back, to hear the sound of closing doors
The job is done, they re waking now, acting it out in our own special way
solving problems you find
Making our entrance and reading the lines, in a world that s just your own, the job is done
but while it sleeps you re working
seeing your home town in different ways
the night has opened up it s eyes to see day
To hear the sound of closing doors, that when this day is done, carry the news
see people run to catch the wheels of their lives
In a world that s just your own, that when this day is done Renaissance, a thousand moving just as one
The story of people who live by the tyne, in the dawn going round every day
Come with the dawn, the paper lads will Renaissance, the cities reading every line
a thousand moving just as one
They re waking now, in the dawn going round every day
Carry the news, seeing your home town in different ways Home, that when this day is done
The streets that seemed so long, the streets that seemed so long, the streets that seemed so long
The job is done, seeing your home town in different ways
Though young who knows what goes on in your mind, the story of people who live by the tyne
The paper lads will, seeing your home town in different ways
the job is done
they re waking now
see people run to catch the wheels of their lives
Making our entrance and reading the lines, back home once again