Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
Darren Hayes
It was a coal town
He spent his whole life in a hole in the ground
Smashing pieces of earth
He never really saw the sky
It was a hard life
But little black rocks make the televisions work
And put food on the table
Until the unions cast him aside
Now there's a hundred challenging things a boy can do
When you've waved goodbye and held more tears in
Than anyone ever should
And all my sorrows pale to insignificance
That's why I love you
She was in a strange land
She taught herself to read from doing crosswords
And hiding her accent
She cast her dreams aside
She had a spark in her eye
She never saw her son on his wedding day
Or our cherry blossoms, falling down from the sky
Now there's a hundred challening things a boy can do
When you've waved goodbye and held more tears in
Than anyone ever should
And all my sorrows pale to insignificance
That's why I love you
No coal mines
No not a trace
Now shopping malls take their place
No picket lines
The sacrifice
Dreams overrun
Hopes for a future for her son, in Ollerton
Now there's a hundred challenging things a boy can do
When you've waved goodbye and held more tears in
Than anyone ever should
And all my sorrows pale to insignificance
That's why she loves you
A hundred challenging things a boy can do
Wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
A hundred challenging
Say goodbye to you