Shangri-La by Kim Wilde

Hidden away -It's the end of the day
And you're not really thinking at all
There's that same stupid paper on the wall
And a stain where the damp's crawling

CHORUS:
He's still looking for his Shangri-La
But he wouldn't know it...
If it hit him in the face
If it hit him in the face

Day turns to daze
And indifference plays
While a sun goes on beating in the sky
And a small child falls over as she crys
Somewhere someone is calling her

CHORUS:
She's looking for her Shangri-La
But she wouldn't know it...
If it hit her in the face
If it hit her in the face

(Spoken:) I take a look behind me
And the sun shines brighter there
And the people much more beautiful
In a place without a care
And I'm wondering if there'll ever be room for me
in Shangri-La

Wondering now -do you love me -and now
As I burn with a dangerous desire
Is our time up and on to the next fire
Got my fingers burnt and cut into the wire
Do you think we will ever learn

CHORUS:
As we keep looking four our Shangri-La...
Shangri-La
But we wouldn't know it...
If it hit us in the face
If it hit us in the face