Peter Jacques band – Walking on music
I was so
So lonely
baby ‘til I met you
livin’ on my own
and feel
that emptiness
that grow’n me
Saturday a movie
honey, sunday alone
coffee in the kitchen
never heard the phone

I was so
So lonely
baby ‘til I met you
livin’ on my own
and feel
that emptiness
that grow’n me
Saturday a movie
honey, sunday alone
coffee in the kitchen
never heard the phone
Everyone you meet, the children in the street
are swayin’ to the rhythm, there somethin’ movin’ in them.
There’s no place to hide, so, why even try?
Can’t you hear it coming your way, it’s here to stay.
Music in our walk, music when we talk.
It’s really something magic, to lose it would be tragic.
Can’t you feel the sound movin’ through the ground?
Music makes the world go around.
You can’t stop the music, nobody can stop the music.
Take the cold from snow, tell the trees, don’t grow,
tell the wind, don’t blow, ‘cause it’s easier.
No, you can’t stop the music, nobody can stop the music.
Take the spark from love, make the rain fall up
‘cause that’s easier to do.