Solo - Working Week
The strongest feelings
Run through lonelier hours
Falling from lost towers
A sweeter truth turns on
The stranger of powers
Coming after hours
He's calling her name
But she can't hear a thing
There is a voice inside
So clear as it rings out
Trust it solo
Take it solo
Make it solo
She lives a life
That is so hard to complete
Singing through the end
A sun-burst child caught
In a fragment of flame
Never played the game
The drummer's riding
And the saxophone's soaring
Rhythm candescent
Keeps on falling around her
She swings it solo
She feels it solo
She's stronger
Than you've ever found
She's had enough
Messing around
She packs her bags
Before she travels by night
Cat's eyes give her sight
She tells of strange fruit
On the water front
Lover come back to me
She's bathed in floodlight
On the stage of convention
The public gaze
Holds off the devils inside
As she takes her solo
She takes them solo
They feel it solo
