talk  about  your  life  -  mike  oldfield

walking  out  in  the  street  light,  midnight.

whispry  wind,  catch  me  in  the  headlight.

talk  about  your  life,  i'd  like  to  know.

it's  not  easy  going  where  no-one  goes,

and  no-one  knows.

do  we  have  to  be  so  distant?

how  can  you  be  so  unreal?

what's  the  reason  for  hiding,  and

how  does  crying  make  you  feel?

i  can  see  you're  talking  to  me  in  riddles.

do  what  you  like,

you  go  where  the  wind  blows.

talk  about  your  life,  i'd  like  to  know.

it's  not  easy  going  where  no-one  goes,

and  no-one  knows.

do  we  have  to  be  so  distant?

how  can  you  be  so  unreal?

what's  the  reason  for  hiding  and

how  does  crying  make  you  feel?

i  reach  for  a  certain  disguise  that  you're  leaving

and  i  can  tell  by  the  mist  in  your  eyes

that  you're  dreaming,  dreaming

do  we  have  to  be  so  distant?

how  can  you  be  so  unreal?

in  the  clouds,  running  and  chasing  shadows.

in  the  crowd,  frozen  in  the  window.

talk  about  your  life,  i'd  like  to  know.

it's  not  easy  going  where  no-one  goes,

and  no-one  knows.

do  we  have  to  be  so  distant?

how  can  you  be  so  unreal?

what's  the  reason  for  hiding  and

how  does  crying  make  you  feel?

do  we  have  to  be  so  distant?

how  can  you  be  so  unreal?

what's  the  reason  for  hiding  and

how  does  crying  make  you  feel?

do  we  have  to  be  so  distant?

how  can  you  be  so  unreal?

what's  the  reason  for  hiding  and

how  does  crying  make  you  feel?

do  we  have  to  be  so  distant?

how  can  you  be  so  unreal?

what's  the  reason  for  hiding  and

how  does  crying  make  you  feel?