Well, Ive been here before Sat on a floor in a grey, grey room Where I stay in all day, I dont eat But I play with this grey, grey food Desole, someone is praying Then I might break out Desole, even if I scream I cant scream that loud Cause Im all alone again Crawling back home again Stuck by the phone again Well, Ive been here before Sat on a floor in a grey, grey mood Where I stay up all night And all that I write is a grey, grey tune So pray for me, child, just for a while That I might break out, yeah Pray for me, child Even a smile would do for now Cause Im all alone again Crawling back home again Stuck by the phone again Have I still got you To be my open door? Have I still got you To be my sandy shore? Have I still got you To cross my bridge in this storm? Have I still got you To keep me warm? If I squeeze my grape And I drink my wine, yeah Cause I squeeze my grape And I drink my wine Oh cause nothing is lost Its just frozen in frost And is open in time And theres no one in line But Ive still got me To be your open door And Ive still got me To be your sandy shore And Ive still got me To cross your bridge in this storm And Ive still got me To keep you warm Warmer than warm, yeah Warmer than warm, yeah Warmer than warm, yeah Warmer than warm, yeah Warmer than warm, yeah Damien Rice
Posted on: Fri, 21 Mar 2014 22:27:23 +0000
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