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Text: After The Ice. It Happens All The Time.

London awakes bruised from its night
And points its finger at me
I turn my head towards the sky
And let the screaming pass me by

It happens all the time
It would appear that somehow
We're too far apart

Voices like horns in the night
Blew their disapproval loudly
I came to realize that our love
Could be bitter for so many

It happens all the time
It would appear that somehow
It would appear that somewhere
It would appear for someone
It happens all the time
It would appear that somehow
We're too far apart

Voices they whisper at night disapprovingly
I tell you most assuredly
I turn my head towards the sky
And let the screaming pass me by

I happen to disagree
With the opinion of so many
Love isn't just another game
To be played and then disclaimed

It happens all the time
It would appear that somehow
It would appear that somewhere
It would appear for someone
It happens all the time
It would appear that somehow
We're too far apart

It happens all the time
It happens all the time

We're too far apart

Voices they whisper at night disapprovingly
I tell you most assuredly
I turn my head towards the sky
And let the screaming pass me by

(Thanks to Alex for these lyrics)