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Tanita Tikaram Album


The Best Of Tanita Tikaram (1996)
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All God's children need travelling shoes
Drive your problems from here
All good people read good books
Now your conscience is clear
I hear you talk girl
Now your conscience is clear

In the morning I wipe my brow
Wipe the miles away
I like to think I can be so willed
And never do what you say
I'll never hear you
And never do what you say

Look my eyes are just holograms
Look your love has drawn red from my hands
From my hands you know you'll never be
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety

We just poked a little pie
For the fun people had at night
Late at night don't need hostility
The timid smile and pause to free

I don't care about their different thoughts
Different thoughts are good for me
Up in arms and chaste and whole
All God's children took their toll

Look my eyes are just holograms
Look your love has drawn red from my hands
From my hands you know you'll never be
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety

Cup of tea, take time to think, yea
Time to risk a life, a life, a life
Sweet and handsome
Soft and porky
You pig out 'til you've seen the light
Pig out 'til you've seen the light

Half the people read the papers
Read them good and well
Pretty people, nervous people
People have got to sell
News you have to sell

Look my eyes are just holograms
Look your love has drawn red from my hands
From my hands you know you'll never be
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety


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I saw you from the cathdral
You were watching me
And I saw from the cathedral
What I should be

So take my lies
And take my time
'Cos all the others want to take my life

And I watch you with an intent, basic
It's the same for you
You hold your hand
And it's all fine - laced and
What would you make me do?

So take my lies
And take my time
'Cos all the others want to take my life

Serious for the winter time
To wrench my soul
whole cotton, whole cotton ears
But I know there must be
There must be, yes, I know there must be a place to go

You saw me from the cathedral
Well I'm an ancient heart
Yes, you saw me from the cathedral
Well here we are just falling apart

You catch me
I am tired
I want all that you are

I saw you from the cathedral
You were leaving me
And I saw from the cathedral
You could not see to see

So take my lies
And take my time
'Cos all the others want to take my life


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Everyone has said that I might go
'Cos my red suitcase and my ray-bans
Weren't quite so
I'd bear the heavy wind and rain that falls
I'll never come back again
'Cos you know I laugh when winter shows her hand
Well, that picture framed the saddest thing you'll see
But it bought me time and a place that love could be
And since I'm going now please rearrange
'Cos I'd like to think that things have changed
I don't believe you'll be open anymore

Tell me if, you want to see
A world outside your window
A world outside your window isn't free
And tell me if you wanna catch that feeling of redemption
That feeling of redemption doesn't do much for me

Well, everyone was hoping you would stay a while
Tell us 'bout that great land in the south
I see that man - now ain't he under offer?
I tell you child you go wash out your mouth

Tell me if, you want to see
A world outside your window
A world outside your window isn't free
And tell me if you wanna catch that feeling of redemption
That feeling of redemption doesn't do much for me

What can you say
I'm hiding in the belfry
What can you say - I want to catch time
How can you say you know anything about me
Well I knew about you - but I won't care about you

Everyone has come to see. Well somethings have to do
Flowers out for this photographic haunt, but they all pass me by
But the age is not a funny game, it don't give such a buzz
And when I winced with ignorance
I had to kiss this dust


. . .



There's a good tradition of love and hate staying by the fireside
There's a good tradition of love and hate staying by the fireside

And though the rain may fall - your father's calling you
You still feel safe inside
And though your ma's too proud - your brother's ignoring you
You still feel safe inside

Oh, was this solo?
Was this yesterday?
Was this true for you?
'Cos while all the rest have taken time
This didn't do a lot for you

And the corners laced with memories
Tell you how it used to be
Your mother smiles, the children play, and all the bad things happen miles away

And strong feelings never bother you
You hold your head up while the rest of us try to

Oh, call the stations
Call the people
We all want to know
'Cos while all the rest have taken time
You don't wanna know

Well, there's a good tradition of love and hate staying by the fireside
There's a good tradition of love and hate staying by the fireside

And though the rain may fall - your father's calling you
You still feel safe inside
And though your ma's too proud - your brother's ignoring you
You still feel safe inside

Oh, was this solo?
Was this yesterday?
Was this true for you?
'Cos of all the choices you have made
This didn't do a lot for you


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Love don't need no tyranny
Love to bring you down
When I'm older and forgiven
All forgiveness - must be living
Love don't need no tyranny
Want to bring me down
When I'm older and forgiven
All is easy - all forgiven
Can't be forced to stop this living - now

And what about your very second wind
And what about the new beginning
And what about the way you stare
And want it
Way you stare and feel
You want it

Love don't need no tyranny
Love to bring you down
When you're crying - it's not easy
It's not easy to be found
Love don't need no tyranny
Love to bring you down
When I'm laughing - always laughing
Keeping you in, keeping me in
Keeping going

And what about? The all time mover
And what about? The all time shiver
And what about?
I do believe you -when I need you
I must believe you

Love don't need no tyranny
Love to bring you down
When I'm sure - and not so sure
Needs assurance
Taste assurance
Love don't need no tyranny
Love to bring you down
Whe you're running - always running
Just to keep your face from turning
Always turning


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As always I stop to speak
Some girls like to say their piece
As always I turn to you
Don't understand what you're doing
And

Light up this town
Grow weary and back down
It's such an amazing sight
To be found -
Little sister leaving town

Says the poet "I won't grass"
Some things are better left and not taken to task
I guess I knew she was a Rose
She knows what hurts and how to hold

If your daddy he turned round
Let the grass around him scream the sound
I'm so sorry for these tales you're telling
Sometimes you can't account

Light up this town
Grow weary and back down
It's such an amazing sight
To be found -
Little sister leaving town

And sometimes it's absurd
A minor triumph when you hear the words
"I'm just trying to stake my place
No real fears upon this face"

And my wishes
Nobody says
All the signs when I cross the days
I'm just holding back for you
Sometimes that helps too

Light up this town
Grow weary and back down
It's such an amazing sight
To be found -
Little sister leaving town


. . .



Oh, you can't say nothing to the pouring rain
And you can't say nothing till there's hope
Again -
(Say) - oh my baby - you must never change
For we're only the ones we love
And I've stood stolen by the pauper's heart
Yes, I've stood stolen where the aching starts
But the way you watched - it's a life apart

For we're only the ones we love
Only
Only
You're the only one who could say
I could love this way
I could love this way

Oh, you can't get even with this kind of pain
But to see you steady brings the calm, again
(Say) - oh my baby - let them stay the same
For we're only the ones we love
And they've seen something which I'll never see
But - I dreamed something when you fell for me
(Yeah), I dreamed something which soars above

For we're only the ones we love
Only the ones we love
Yes, love, and love, mmm, mmm
This love, love
Oh, I get tired - and I get old
But to see you steady brings a flood of gold
(Say, oh, my baby) - I've been taught and told

We're only the ones we love
Only the ones we love
Love, love, mmm, mmm
This love, mmmm, mmm


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Young thing - saw it
And calls his brother
And brother's angry
You make the whole world cry
You can't tell me
I rid my secret
You can't own me
You make the whole world cry
Young thing downing
And it maybe hurting
And it maybe the best day you ever had

And I've gone courting
And I'm just chasing

But baby, you make the whole world cry
Yes, you make the world cry
I tell you honestly
Yeah, I tell you honestly

So we go dancing
And you start laughing
And I start choosing
A room to hide in
But I'm not hiding
And I'm not running, anymore

so it's so good
And it's so bad
And it's walk
To the end of you're so sure of yourself

Baby you make the whole world cry
Yeah, you make the whole world cry
Yeah, you make the whole world cry
Yeah, you make the whole world cry, cry, cry, cry
Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry


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I'm not there
If ever I was there
I'm sure I was never so bold
If ever I spoke so - I'm sure it's trouble

Not my trouble
I'm not so sure if I control this laughter
Everything herafter
Everything is bound to be trouble
Yeah, not my trouble
Trouble
No, not my trouble
If I was to blame
I'm sure we'll work it out
If I was to blame
I'm sure it was about

Trouble
Not my trouble
It's not my game
It's not mine
It's not my game

There is a tired face
A hiding to nothing face
A face that you keep to explore this trouble
You trouble me more and more
Trouble me more

I'm not certain
I ever could explain
Never certain
But I do need to explain

Trouble
Not my trouble
Trouble
It's not mine


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You've a beautiful body and a wonderful mind
These are things I've been stumbling towards
And I think you've been kind towards me

There are wonderful moments
The gifts I've received
And the knowledge is hurting
But I guess it comes back to the things that you no longer need

I'm an evil young hustler
To be so curious
These are evil young thoughts here
To be so jealous, so jealous
When a beautiful thought can
Can be just thrown away
'Cos i tell you - I'm used to looking and turning my back on them

Some things you say
Just to be sociable
And somethings you feel
'Cos you're young and you're gullible
And sometimes I'm watching
Sometimes I'm too scared
And sometimes I'm able, I'm useful
I'm holding you
Holding you

You've a beautiful body
And a wonderful mind
These are things I've been stumbling towards
And I think you've been kind towards me

I'm a wonderful shadow
Whose sweetness is brief
For there's nothing like lovers
Who cry in the night
Wanting to need you
and wanting to need you
And hoping that you'll feel it too
Yes, you


. . .



You give
More than me
And you live like
Men and women
In the shade
More than me
Yes, you hide like
Men and women
Men and women
Jealous, born
And young at heart
And these walls like
Men and women
Men and women

Yeah - yeah
Yeah - yeah

And chance alone
Are gifts I give
And watered down
To men and women
Men and women

And the drag past
And the walk past
And the days last long
And your eyes shine
And I see mine in them
And I see myself
Men and women
Men and women


. . .



What didn't know back then
Was that I might be crying
It is such a simple sentiment
To steal the show
And what I didn't know back then
Is that I might be losing you
And still I wouldn't know

And now I suck up to the pale moonlight
Like it's gonna lead me home
And I shiver in my tired clothes
As if that could keep me warm
And now I stare across the dirty river
And I'm sure upon this bridge I'll see you
Cos I dreamt I'd kiss you up there

What I didn't know back then
Is how great the sin
How time goes so slowly
When you're cheating on a friend
And what I didn't know back then
Is that I might be needing you

Yeah I might be needing you
The need it doesn't end
And now I stare across the dirty river
And I breathe the dirty air
And I'm sure upon the bridge I'll see you
'Cos I dreamt I'd kiss you there

What I didn't know back then
Was that I might be crying
It's such a simple sentiment
To steal the show


. . .



Criss-cross laces
You have the centre
You have the cinnamon
In the centre
You shouldn't be alone
You should just pick up yourself
And shine yourself
And make yourself fit a bran new maybe
in the side streets
You been walking
I have been walking too
So, you know the faces
You know how they'll flirt with you

Well, I know my favourite language
Well, it trickles down my mouth
If this is me
Being close to you
Being somewhere like the last night we spend together
That is something next to nothing
That is something
So, I got my truth of many colours
I got my fears
Another shade
But when I'm riding my happy taxi
I guess I got it made

Who's that creeping?
In the street there
Who's that creeping?
By your window
She might know something
She might show you some things
You never really want to share forever
Mean forever
'Cos it feels so slow

We drove out like something special
In our special rags
Well, I know that something special happens!
When we drive our sad to happy
We go driving
In our happy taxi
in our happy taxi

I am not the
First street preacher
Not the first to
Want to lead you
Not the first to
Leave your money
Not the first to
Leave your home
Not the first to
Leave forever
Glad to go
When love has gone

So where am I going?
Where am I going tonight?
So where am I staying?
In my happy moonlight
In my happy taxi
In my happy taxi
In my happy taxi
In my happy taxi
In my happy taxi
In my happy taxi
Would you drive on down
Would you drive on down
Would you drive on down
In my happy taxi
In my happy taxi


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And I
Go dancing for a little
Have never felt so little
Fear the stars in their eyes
You feel them lie
So close
You never dare to breathe
You never dare the stars
In their eyes
Their eyes

Am I?
Supposed to even say
Suppose I even say
I see they're lovers eyes
Their love - tonight

So loose
It never seemed so much
It never seemed so
So why?
So why?
My love tonight

And I -
Will never need this much
Will never see the moon so starry eyed
My love tonight
My love and I
My love and I


. . .



I'd never call this an unpleasant situation
I'd never teach you how to lie
But sometimes I have been walking numb
And I must catch myself before I cry
Before I cry
I never call anything ugly
I never call anything strange and alone
I never want to, take things lightly
Like they have never been my own

Oh, don't - now I haven't heard it yet
Oh, don't - I havn't heard
But I know them - and they are inclined to see
Just who is
And isn't
A lover in the city

I always thought I would be star bright
I always thought you'd feel it too
But sometimes I have been making conversation
And I must catch myself
Before I'm down
I'm down on you
I never think they would be scaring me
scared couples in the cold
They look so fine in their eagerness
I wonder to myself just how they know

Oh, don't - now I haven't heard it yet
Oh, don't - I havn't heard
But I know them - and they are inclined to see
Just who is
And isn't
A lover in the city

I swear
I'm staking out the whole world
I swear
I'm staking out the whole world
I'm staking out the whole world

I could never entertain you
I'd be far too scared to try
But sometimes I have been talking dumb
And I forget myself
And I forget myself
And don't ask, why?

Oh, don't - now I haven't heard it yet
Oh, don't - I havn't heard
But I know them - and they are inclined to see
Just who is
And isn't
A lover in the city


. . .



Originally by Lucio Battisti

Night is falling
I think of you
I'm walking home
I think of you
And as he calls me, yes I do
I think of you
How you doing?
I think of you
And I smile, I can't hide
I think of you

I don't know where your days are spent
Your lovers and you friends
But I know for sure
Of who you have been thinking

Far beyond the city's lights
Are two who dream a life
Forgive them if they never find their freedom
Their freedom

It's so late
I think of you
He walks me home
I think of you
I'm so sorry, I'm so tired
I think of you
And in the shadows
I think of you
I close my eyes
I think of you
Now I'm falling
I think of you

I think of you
As he calls my name, yes I do
I think of you
I think of you
I think of you
I think of you
I think of you

And in feeling
I think of you
And in breathing
I think of you
And in seeing
I think of you
And in living
I think of you


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All God's children need travelling shoes
Drive your problems from here
All good people read good books
Now your conscience is clear
I hear you talk girl
Now your conscience is clear

In the morning I wipe my brow
Wipe the miles away
I like to think I can be so willed
And never do what you say
I'll never hear you
And never do what you say

Look my eyes are just holograms
Look your love has drawn red from my hands
From my hands you know you'll never be
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety

We just poked a little pie
For the fun people had at night
Late at night don't need hostility
The timid smile and pause to free

I don't care about their different thoughts
Different thoughts are good for me
Up in arms and chaste and whole
All God's children took their toll

Look my eyes are just holograms
Look your love has drawn red from my hands
From my hands you know you'll never be
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety

Cup of tea, take time to think, yea
Time to risk a life, a life, a life
Sweet and handsome
Soft and porky
You pig out 'til you've seen the light
Pig out 'til you've seen the light

Half the people read the papers
Read them good and well
Pretty people, nervous people
People have got to sell
News you have to sell

Look my eyes are just holograms
Look your love has drawn red from my hands
From my hands you know you'll never be
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety
More than twist in my sobriety


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