Lyrics Petula Clark

Petula Clark

Next To You

Paint by numbers, all in grey

Life – a string of endless days

Alone waiting

Counting clock ways till you came

Darling how the seasons changed

I saw strange things

The sun looks like a shadow next to you

The stars look like old street lights

That’s to prove

Nothing is as grand

No one else can stand next to you

I got over that whole Man in the Moon

He doesn’t serenade me like you do

My heart beats so loud

I can’t see the crowd next to you

Puzzle pieces, half lucid state

Shadows rested over me

But hope, daydream

Sleepless walking, second floor

Through the window, one last look

Was like wasting

The sun looks like a shadow next to you

The stars look like old street lights

That’s to prove

Nothing is as grand

No one else can stand next to you

I got over that whole Man in the Moon

He doesn’t serenade me like you do

My heart beats so loud

I can’t see the crowd next to you

The sun looks like a shadow next to you

The stars look like old street lights

That’s to prove

Nothing is as grand

No one else can stand next to you

I got over that whole Man in the Moon

He doesn’t serenade me like you do

My heart beats so loud

I can’t see the crowd next to you

My heart beats so loud

I can’t see the crowd next to you