Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Chris O'Brien
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Chris O'Brien
Paroles/Composition
Paroles
When my baby comes home
She's got roses in her hair
And the weight
Of the world
In her hands
Her fingers they are light
Over ivory so white
It's the music
Sets her soul to dance
So I will play my drum so hard
I will open up the skies
And let heaven on down to her
I'm breaking like the waves
I'm dragging like the days
I am smoothing
Like an ocean stone
My baby is an angel
Just lying in my bed
I'm watching her sleeping there
Her shoulders rise and fall
The world, it seems small
The notes flow through
Her hair
So I will play my drum so hard
I will open up the skies
And let heaven on down to her
I'm breaking like the waves
I'm dragging like the days
I am smoothing
Like an ocean stone
When this world has left me
Jaded and confused
I've been burnt and I've been bruised
My love speaks softly to me
Love is holding on
To that little piece of truth
When my baby comes home
She's got roses in her hair
And the weight
Of the world
In her hands
Her fingers they are light
Over ivory so white
It's the music
Sets her soul to dance
It's the music
Sets her soul to dance
So I will play my drum so hard
I will open up the skies
And let heaven on down to her
I'm breaking like the waves
I'm dragging like the days
I am smoothing
Like an ocean stone
I am smoothing
Like an ocean stone
I am smoothing
Like an ocean stone
Writer(s): Chris O Brien
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