Texty

The colour blue is coming into your window And i stay cooking in my little kitchen We were talking about what was going through Of the voices we started listening to So if you are going to a party in St John's And we said we wouldn't let our lives go on too long Without having a little bit offun to carry on A deal has been made and I'll take from it some day I'm not pulling on this parachute I'll smile for you that day I'm not wasting my time as I lay down to rest I want to smile and say look at me oh look at me now Don't want to signify an empty heart Don't you know what you've been getting in with You got high My friends and I will go back to what we love to laugh about If I could fly I would carry you and I don't mind The most beautiful view Oh Carry you on my sleeve if I could fly like an airplane watching the sea glass underneath And in my heart, in my mind there's something to this dream of mine Well I'm not so sure if I believe but I'll bury that between the trees And in my life it's OK I wouldn't have it any other way And if my time relies on this i'll swear to God and say the smile was enough Oooh
Writer(s): Jonathan Mark Buckland, Christopher Anthony John Martin, William Champion, Guy Rupert Berryman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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