Lyrics
(Verse 1)
It’s Sunday in May, nineteen eighty, sitting in a field alone
In a school far from home, no car, no phone, life’s tough when you’re on your own
Mum’s got a teaching post, free school for me, but man, those days were rough
Cruelty in the air, posh kids everywhere, but I had my radio for love
(Pre-Chorus)
Sunday night escape, Top 40 in my hand
A Forest by The Cure, didn’t understand
But it lingered in my mind, haunting like a ghost
Waiting in the trees, creeping up close
(Chorus)
Reading Robert Smith's diary, I fell in love with The Cure
Their music offered escape, from the cruel and the pure
Teenage hearts found solace, in their strange, dark allure
Decades on, their magic's strong, I’m still hooked, that’s for sure
(Verse 2)
By autumn, back in Barry, local comp with fights and fear
But my free time was my own, with Smash Hits magazines near
Flexipop! came along, glossy pages, pure delight
Issue twenty-one, Robert’s diary in the night
(Pre-Chorus)
He writes down his dreams, takes walks in the dark
Watches TV through the window, in his backyard park
Dresses like his mother, makes a curry in disguise
Runs in empty cinemas, chasing spaceship cries
(Chorus)
Reading Robert Smith's diary, I fell in love with The Cure
Their
(Verse 1)
It’s Sunday in May, nineteen eighty, sitting in a field alone
In a school far from home, no car, no phone, life’s tough when you’re on your own
Mum’s got a teaching post, free school for me, but man, those days were rough
Cruelty in the air, posh kids everywhere, but I had my radio for love
(Pre-Chorus)
Sunday night escape, Top 40 in my hand
A Forest by The Cure, didn’t understand
But it lingered in my mind, haunting like a ghost
Waiting in the trees, creeping up close
(Chorus)
Reading Robert Smith's diary, I fell in love with The Cure
Their music offered escape, from the cruel and the pure
Teenage hearts found solace, in their strange, dark allure
Decades on, their magic's strong, I’m still hooked, that’s for sure
(Verse 2)
By autumn, back in Barry, local comp with fights and fear
But my free time was my own, with Smash Hits magazines near
Flexipop! came along, glossy pages, pure delight
Issue twenty-one, Robert’s diary in the night
(Pre-Chorus)
He writes down his dreams, takes walks in the dark
Watches TV through the window, in his backyard park
Dresses like his mother, makes a curry in disguise
Runs in empty cinemas, chasing spaceship cries
(Chorus)
Reading Robert Smith's diary, I fell in love with The Cure
Their
(Verse 1)
It’s Sunday in May, nineteen eighty, sitting in a field alone
In a school far from home, no car, no phone, life’s tough when you’re on your own
Mum’s got a teaching post, free school for me, but man, those days were rough
Cruelty in the air, posh kids everywhere, but I had my radio for love
(Pre-Chorus)
Sunday night escape, Top 40 in my hand
A Forest by The Cure, didn’t understand
But it lingered in my mind, haunting like a ghost
Waiting in the trees, creeping up close
(Chorus)
Reading Robert Smith's diary, I fell in love with The Cure
Their music offered escape, from the cruel and the pure
Teenage hearts found solace, in their strange, dark allure
Decades on, their magic's strong, I’m still hooked, that’s for sure
(Verse 2)
By autumn, back in Barry, local comp with fights and fear
But my free time was my own, with Smash Hits magazines near
Flexipop! came along, glossy pages, pure delight
Issue twenty-one, Robert’s diary in the night
(Pre-Chorus)
He writes down his dreams, takes walks in the dark
Watches TV through the window, in his backyard park
Dresses like his mother, makes a curry in disguise
Runs in empty cinemas, chasing spaceship cries
(Chorus)
Reading Robert Smith's diary, I fell in love with The Cure
Their
(Verse 1)
It’s Sunday in May, nineteen eighty, sitting in a field alone
In a school far from home, no car, no phone, life’s tough when you’re on your own
Mum’s got a teaching post, free school for me, but man, those days were rough
Cruelty in the air, posh kids everywhere, but I had my radio for love
(Pre-Chorus)
Sunday night escape, Top 40 in my hand
A Forest by The Cure, didn’t understand
But it lingered in my mind, haunting like a ghost
Waiting in the trees, creeping up close
(Chorus)
Reading Robert Smith's diary, I fell in love with The Cure
Their music offered escape, from the cruel and the pure
Teenage hearts found solace, in their strange, dark allure
Decades on, their magic's strong, I’m still hooked, that’s for sure
(Verse 2)
By autumn, back in Barry, local comp with fights and fear
But my free time was my own, with Smash Hits magazines near
Flexipop! came along, glossy pages, pure delight
Issue twenty-one, Robert’s diary in the night
(Pre-Chorus)
He writes down his dreams, takes walks in the dark
Watches TV through the window, in his backyard park
Dresses like his mother, makes a curry in disguise
Runs in empty cinemas, chasing spaceship cries
(Chorus)
Reading Robert Smith's diary, I fell in love with The Cure
Their
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