Из альбома: Waiting in Seville
Seems a cold shoulder always find its way to me
You deserve what you get
I need someone to pull me through this thing
You deserve what you get
Seams are torn open,
spilling over on the floor
Can you fix them up yet
I need someone to pull the end of the string
Can you fix them up yet
I'm half the way home now
Walking my way back down
And taking my time to speed up
I should be home by now
Walking my way back down and taking my time to speed up
Take a look at the outside if you want to know what gets in my heart
The broken beam on the crowd, it seems
Has captured me and hit from the start
The pain is still spilling, haven't found a reason yet
Was it something I said?
I need someone who isn't miles away
And hasn't ruined me yet
I'm half the way home now
Walking my way back down
And taking my time to speed up
I should be home by now
Walking my way back down and taking my time to speed up
Take a look at the outside if you want to know what gets in my heart
The broken beam on the crowd, it seems
Has captured me and hit from the start
Brought down
Bringing us down
Find a way
To stand up straight
Bring it back