SkyBabyRecords: Music & Lyrics

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call it what you will,
it’s been played out.
everybody’s deaf
but still in doubt –

it’s just so typical of you.

i can read the signs
’cause they’re all there,
slam it in his face with what you wear –

like a fan club,
like a shrine,

and it’s all,
just a guess,
that we made,
of a mess –
won’t decide which way to turn.

i don’t want you making sense of it,
never, never.
i don’t want you holding back from this,
never.
and i don’t want you making sense of it,
never, never.

catch another glimpse for us to keep –
that makes 12 or so this week,
and i’m so predictable these days.

leave another train to slide on through –
is it too close,
too soon?
like a game show,
like a bride,

and it’s all,
just a guess,
that we made,
of this mess –
won’t decide which way to turn.

i don’t want you making sense of it,
never, never.
i don’t want you holding back from this,
never.
the ground,
yeah it must be close –
i’ve been falling forever now,
yeah it must be close, i’ve been falling.

give me the love
that’ll break my defence,
i swear i’ll never hurt you again.
give me the love that’ll burn down bridges and then, rebuild them.
give me the time to look back and see
i love the way you’ve helped me begin.
give me the love and i’ll let you show me,
something good is happening.

something good is happening.
something.

the ground,
yeah it must be close –
i’ve been falling forever now,
yeah it must be close,
i’ve been falling forever now,
yeah it must be close,
something good is happening.

something good is happening.

© Words and music by Paul Terry. All rights reserved. Lyrics reproduced by kind permission.