[00:00.00]On Earth - The Sundays
[00:04.59]Written by：Harriet Whe/Harriet Wheeler
[00:09.18]And she's walking on the edge of a knife
[00:13.51]And she knows it's the death of her
[00:17.59]Sarah
[00:21.34]Sarah you live you learn you're invisible
[00:28.80]And she's walking on the edge of a crowd
[00:33.42]Late at night you can never tell
[00:37.05]Town from town
[00:40.75]Sounds of England swallow you down
[00:46.47]Makes you want to laugh
[00:51.18]Could a heaven on earth
[00:56.61]Be ours here now
[01:06.44]Could a heaven on earth be ours
[01:11.07]Here now
[01:15.32]And she says what's in my palm
[01:21.77]Read between the lines
[01:22.65]Give me something to savour
[01:26.03]Can you do that
[01:30.37]'Coz I'll believe anything
[01:36.05]And I say
[01:37.22]When you're hoping for some more from your life
[01:42.06]Shouldn't wonder you've had enough
[01:45.17]And in my town
[01:49.35]Sounds of England swallow you down
[01:55.18]And a heaven on earth is all ours but not now
[02:04.24]I tell you when a heaven on earth is all ours
[02:09.83]Come on down