Lyrics: Alphaville. The Shape of Things to Come.

You should hear the warning if you read the signs
Play with your own life but don't play with mine

You're living your way, I'm living mine
May be tomorrow we will collide

If you knew the action, you see us so blind
Play with your own life but don't play with mine

The shape of things to come

The shape of things to come
Welcome to the future



Boyter, lewis, malcolm, ross/1991