I was sitting in a field of pine trees coaxing the words from the earth and the dirt I sought a muse but the words just wouldn’t come It’s been a while since I saw you at New Year holding your breath, your eyes upon the second hand the way you looked is still vivid to me
You’re something out of a dream messing with my head I've been looking for you are ya hiding?
Cos I like the way you’re calling to me your spell upon me you’re something out of a dream and I like it, though I fight it
It took a while for the medicine to sink in blow out the fog and remove all the cobwebs now I’m clear I can hear myself think straight I’m on the road with my clothes in a rucksack over my shoulder following the whispers people ask me where I’m going in such haste and I say My girl’s a switchblade a bright light on the cityscape wherever she goes I’m gonna chase
You’re something out of a dream messing with my head I've been looking for you are ya hiding?
Cos I like the way you’re calling to me your spell upon me you’re something out of a dream and I like it, though I fight itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
