When success is on your mind But true direction is missing You know the gods have lied - but you're still smitten When success is on your mind But true direction is missing You know the gods have lied - but you're still smitten By the stars in your eyes I can tell you know where you are Smile sweetly and you'll be forgiven You're almost free - almost free to come and go Bed setting room for ambitious prisoner Walk away Don't take no for an answer Turn a blind eye to it all Let sleeping dogs lie Down in Queensway Like a bulldozer chasing butterflies Down sad English streets you wander Over sleeping bodies you step lightly All the snow on the ground Lets you pass by without a sound One last look before you disappear Walk away Don't take no for an answer Turn a blind eye to it all Let sleeping dogs lie Down in Queensway