Quality Street

Quality Street - Roger Taylor

Back from the badlands

With the wind and the silence

And the cold winter nights

And nature's hard violence

Been scraping the soil

For a handful of stones

Got an ache in my heart

Got an ache in my bones

Want a new tomorrow

Want a brand new life

Want some quality time

With a house

And a car And a wife

No time for excuses

No time to cry

Excuses are useless

Too late for lies

But I love you baby

This much is true

I'm dying inside

If our love is through

A new tomorrow

Life could be sweet

We should be living

On quality street

We could be living

On quality street

I'd hate you to think

I'd hurt you at all

When all this time I've been on

A mission improbable

But I love you baby

Now here's the thing

Found me a diamond

I'll make you a ring

A new tomorrow

And we can meet

Right in the middle

Of quality street

Right in the middle

Of quality street

We should be living

On quality street