1. |
Won't Be Long
04:00
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Hold on sweet heart, your nose pressed to the glass
Your kitten eyes smiling, your arms are open wide
I won't be long
I won't be long
I won't be long
I don't belong here
Hold on sweetheart, your breath fogs up the glass
Only you can do this to me, love waits with open arms
I won't be long
I won't be long
I won't be long
I don't be long here
Can't fight the feeling, can't fight this feeling anymore
Can't fight the feeling, will you be there when I get home
I won't be long
I won't be long
I won't be long
I don't be long here
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2. |
Without Me
04:34
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The door's unlocked and open, wide as your eyes.
You should walk through it, nothing to it just do it.
It's warm outside.
The sun it shines on you not me.
It's not that complicated
We have outgrown.
Circles decreasing, ships are passing, bridges burning.
This bird has flown.
And sings a song of being free.
Broke your heart, tore up your letters
Tell yourself things can get better
Right now there's no getting better for me.
This time there's no forever
In time things can get better
Without me things could get better for you.
You never seemed contented with how things were.
Now's the time to make a break if it's all take
It's plain to see
You could do better without me.
Broke your heart, tore up your letters
Tell yourself things can get better
Right now there's no getting better for me.
This time there's no forever
In time things can get better
Without me things could get better for you.
This time there's no forever
In time things can get better
Without me things could get better for you.
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3. |
Strawberry Lemonade
05:40
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Soaking up the sun, we had so much fun
That today I think I'd die a happy man
Warm sand beneath our feet and you look back to me
With lips that taste of strawberry lemonade
Soaking up the sun, reach out to feel the warmth on your skin
Today I think I'd die a happy man
Warm sand beneath our feet and you look back to me
With lips that taste of strawberry lemonade
And it feels like I've come home
And it feels like I've come home
Soaking up the sun, I felt I was undone
That day I could have died a happy man
The warm sand beneath our feet, and you looked back to me
With lips that taste of strawberry lemonade
And it feels like I've come home
And it feels like I've come home
Show me something real
Show me something real
And it feels like I've come home
And it feels like I've come home
Show me something real
Show me something real
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4. |
Anger Engine
04:10
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Thru the trees, there's something moving
And Im halfway down the road
Bits of me Im always losing
Take the strain, release the load
Speak Softly
Dont break them
Be kind now
No need to mend them
The many times that we argued
Points all made, aim to impress
Simple hurts, forgiven easy
Some are harder to address
And I cant even remember
The things I tried to forget
Shifting scenes, seasons changing
Stays the same more or less
Speak Softly
Dont break them
Be kind now
No need to mend them
So fuel up the anger engine
Top it up until it screams
Aim it at your unwary target
Sharpen sights, hit release
Speak Softly
Dont break them
Be kind now
No need to mend them
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