Zhivago Blue (Hynes Nina)

Searching for the gold Wrapped in silver On a Rathmines road Didn't mean to be bitter, didn't mean to be cold Just missing the closeness of you Sounds like such a cliché But no-one can do what you do Zhivago blue, to you I'm true Zhivago blue, I'm coming to you I put my foot on the accelerator I'll see you soon and forget about later Forget about later, forget about later Coco without sugar, impersonal coffee A refugee stare Everyone's crazy, I'm going nowhere Just missing the closeness of you It sounds like such a cliché But no-one can do what you do