| Song | Rumours Of War |
| Artist | Al Stewart |
| Album | Russians And Americans |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| We met on the beach amid rumours of war | |
| Your head in your hand, what you saw you won't say | |
| As the newspapers flew in the wind. | |
| I can see you're one of that kind | |
| Who carry ‘round a time bomb in their mind, no one knows | |
| When you'll slip the pin. | |
| Rumours of war, rumours of war. | |
| I see that your dress is torn at the edge | |
| You were lost, intense, like a man on a ledge, waiting to jump | |
| As the waves break over the shore. | |
| You say there's a storm that can't be delayed | |
| And lately it seems to be comin' this way, you can hear it break | |
| Like the slam of a door. | |
| Rumours of war, rumours of war. | |
| You tell me, just look all around | |
| At the past and the present, the cross and the crescent | |
| The signs and the planets are lining up like before. | |
| There are souls on fire in the day and the night | |
| On the left and the right, in the black and the white | |
| You can see it burn in the eyes of the rich and the poor. | |
| Rumours of war, rumours of war. | |
| Rumours of war, rumours of war. |
| We met on the beach amid rumours of war | |
| Your head in your hand, what you saw you won' t say | |
| As the newspapers flew in the wind. | |
| I can see you' re one of that kind | |
| Who carry round a time bomb in their mind, no one knows | |
| When you' ll slip the pin. | |
| Rumours of war, rumours of war. | |
| I see that your dress is torn at the edge | |
| You were lost, intense, like a man on a ledge, waiting to jump | |
| As the waves break over the shore. | |
| You say there' s a storm that can' t be delayed | |
| And lately it seems to be comin' this way, you can hear it break | |
| Like the slam of a door. | |
| Rumours of war, rumours of war. | |
| You tell me, just look all around | |
| At the past and the present, the cross and the crescent | |
| The signs and the planets are lining up like before. | |
| There are souls on fire in the day and the night | |
| On the left and the right, in the black and the white | |
| You can see it burn in the eyes of the rich and the poor. | |
| Rumours of war, rumours of war. | |
| Rumours of war, rumours of war. |
| We met on the beach amid rumours of war | |
| Your head in your hand, what you saw you won' t say | |
| As the newspapers flew in the wind. | |
| I can see you' re one of that kind | |
| Who carry round a time bomb in their mind, no one knows | |
| When you' ll slip the pin. | |
| Rumours of war, rumours of war. | |
| I see that your dress is torn at the edge | |
| You were lost, intense, like a man on a ledge, waiting to jump | |
| As the waves break over the shore. | |
| You say there' s a storm that can' t be delayed | |
| And lately it seems to be comin' this way, you can hear it break | |
| Like the slam of a door. | |
| Rumours of war, rumours of war. | |
| You tell me, just look all around | |
| At the past and the present, the cross and the crescent | |
| The signs and the planets are lining up like before. | |
| There are souls on fire in the day and the night | |
| On the left and the right, in the black and the white | |
| You can see it burn in the eyes of the rich and the poor. | |
| Rumours of war, rumours of war. | |
| Rumours of war, rumours of war. |