Phil Collins, Marilyn Martin – Separate Lives: Lyrics and Music Video
Separate Lives Lyrics
You called me from the room in your hotel
All full of romance for someone that you’ve met
And telling me how sorry you were
Leaving so soon and that you miss me sometimes
When you’re alone in your room
Do I feel lonely too
You have no right, to ask me how I feel
You have no right, to speak to me so kind
I can’t go on just holding on to ties
Now that we’re living separate lives
Well I held on, to let you go
And if you lost your love for me
Well you never let it show
There’s no way to compromise
So now we’re living, separate lives
Ooh, it’s so typical
Love leads to isolation
So you build that wall
Yes you build that wall
And you make it stronger
You have no right, to ask me how I feel
You have no right, to speak to me so kind
Someday I might, find myself looking in your eyes
But for now we’ll go on living separate lives
Yes for now, we’ll go on living separate lives
Separate lives
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