| Song | Lifeline |
| Artist | Spandau Ballet |
| Album | The Daily Mail |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Changing her colors she's off to the shore | |
| She rides the soul train and he fight the law | |
| There's a power in his voice and it makes her feel so sure | |
| So live and live in love | |
| One day he'll build a statue with his hands | |
| So gentle when he tries to understand | |
| This subterfuge he never really planned | |
| Now you're living in the lifeline | |
| We're moving | |
| In the lifeline | |
| We're walking | |
| In the lifeline | |
| We're throwing | |
| So live and let live in love | |
| Exchanging their letters their exits begun | |
| With deathless precision he's aiming his gun | |
| A democracy of sorts that justifies the sum | |
| So live and let die in love | |
| Neither has the ghost of a chance | |
| Those decisions only can be made once | |
| You never really know just what you're giving | |
| ‘Til you're living in the lifeline | |
| We're moving | |
| In the lifeline | |
| We're walking | |
| In the lifeline | |
| We're throwing | |
| He could have built a statue with his hands | |
| So gentle when he tries to understand | |
| You never really know just what you're giving | |
| ‘Til you're living in the lifeline | |
| We're moving | |
| In the lifeline | |
| We're walking | |
| In the lifeline | |
| We're throwing to you | |
| But I'm not living |
| Changing her colors she' s off to the shore | |
| She rides the soul train and he fight the law | |
| There' s a power in his voice and it makes her feel so sure | |
| So live and live in love | |
| One day he' ll build a statue with his hands | |
| So gentle when he tries to understand | |
| This subterfuge he never really planned | |
| Now you' re living in the lifeline | |
| We' re moving | |
| In the lifeline | |
| We' re walking | |
| In the lifeline | |
| We' re throwing | |
| So live and let live in love | |
| Exchanging their letters their exits begun | |
| With deathless precision he' s aiming his gun | |
| A democracy of sorts that justifies the sum | |
| So live and let die in love | |
| Neither has the ghost of a chance | |
| Those decisions only can be made once | |
| You never really know just what you' re giving | |
| ' Til you' re living in the lifeline | |
| We' re moving | |
| In the lifeline | |
| We' re walking | |
| In the lifeline | |
| We' re throwing | |
| He could have built a statue with his hands | |
| So gentle when he tries to understand | |
| You never really know just what you' re giving | |
| ' Til you' re living in the lifeline | |
| We' re moving | |
| In the lifeline | |
| We' re walking | |
| In the lifeline | |
| We' re throwing to you | |
| But I' m not living |
| Changing her colors she' s off to the shore | |
| She rides the soul train and he fight the law | |
| There' s a power in his voice and it makes her feel so sure | |
| So live and live in love | |
| One day he' ll build a statue with his hands | |
| So gentle when he tries to understand | |
| This subterfuge he never really planned | |
| Now you' re living in the lifeline | |
| We' re moving | |
| In the lifeline | |
| We' re walking | |
| In the lifeline | |
| We' re throwing | |
| So live and let live in love | |
| Exchanging their letters their exits begun | |
| With deathless precision he' s aiming his gun | |
| A democracy of sorts that justifies the sum | |
| So live and let die in love | |
| Neither has the ghost of a chance | |
| Those decisions only can be made once | |
| You never really know just what you' re giving | |
| ' Til you' re living in the lifeline | |
| We' re moving | |
| In the lifeline | |
| We' re walking | |
| In the lifeline | |
| We' re throwing | |
| He could have built a statue with his hands | |
| So gentle when he tries to understand | |
| You never really know just what you' re giving | |
| ' Til you' re living in the lifeline | |
| We' re moving | |
| In the lifeline | |
| We' re walking | |
| In the lifeline | |
| We' re throwing to you | |
| But I' m not living |