Lyrics

I am rag and bone I call this my home A place to rest my head I miss your cheeks, girl won't you come to me You're leaving me for dead Complain your hands are cold I know when I've been told The winters on its way We spend the days and nights making the house airtight We'll hibernate till May As I ride towards the sun I find myself missing someone Dust my tracks and leave no trace They won't make me give up the chase I am thick with rust was I not enough To keep you by my side I miss your skin you were my only sin My perfect place to hide Desert me in the wild treat me like a child Hear the sadness in your breath Call me what you like your face was cold and white You had me at my best As I ride towards the sun I find myself missing someone Dust my tracks and leave no trace They won't make me give up the chase
Writer(s): Daniel Cobb, James Cullen, Joshua Parker, James Harding, Ian Petts, David Ralph, Harry Hajiantoni Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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