1999 was summertime and everyone was looking into the sky.
Searching for dreams and so it seems that everyone headed offdown
I canít think of a more exciting way
To boost the British tourist trade & sell a load of
Everyone will know where they were the day
When time stood still and they were chasing shadows.
The sun and moon approaching soon configuration with the earth
And I can bet that you did get a kind of strange eerie
From the garden, the street, the public park,
From Southminster to Burnham, even in Great Baddow,
You feel small when youíre standing in the dark
When time stands still and you are chasing shadows.
Now itís all over, you discover that your neighbour has a glintin
After a hug, roll up your rug and throw away plastic glasses.
Words cry out like the song that strokes your lips
And part of you is thinking of the year 2000,
The next excuse for a party to eclipse
A summer to remember as we sing out loud:
ďUnite the community across our land,
From Crouch to Blackwater, we all feel glad to
Start a new century holding our hands
And move on forward without chasing shadows.Ē