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Everything But the Girl
Everything But the Girl
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Watt
Ben Watt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Watt
Ben Watt
Producer
Tracey Thorn
Tracey Thorn
Producer

Lyrics

And I see forests and it's the 25th of December And my old man plays the piano for Christmas He plays the piano for Christmas And we're all there, all the aunties and uncles And the angels on the top of the tree Up there on the top of the tree And I never, no I never ever realized And I never, no I never ever realized Have I enough time, have I just some time To revisit, to go back, to return, to open my mouth again And say something different this time And I see bags of newspaper and a car in the carport And you're a grown up and still unsure And I'm thirty and I don't know nothing no more And I never, no I never ever realized And I never, no I never ever realized And I'm sittin', sittin' at the top of the stairs And you're cryin' out on the towpath by the river With all the swans and all the people walking by And all of a sudden I'm stuck with an urge to unlock a door With a key that's too big for my hands And I drop it, and it falls at your feet Come on, come on, it's there at your feet And I never, no I never ever realized See I never, no I never ever realized Come on, come on, it's there at your feet And I never, no I never ever realized Come on, come on, it's there at your feet See I never, no I never ever realized Come on, come on, it's there at your feet And I never, no I never ever realized Come on, come on, it's there at your feet See I never, no I never ever realized
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