Face down with the L.A. curbside endings In ones and zeros Downtown was the perfect place to hide The first star that I saw last night Was a headlight
Where gravity is dead And the airplanes fly around Above the roaming bees And the buzzing town Above the tattered flags And the rotten show posters Above
Isn't much more I can do for you Isn't much more that I can try Twisting myself into shapes To stop you crying What'll I do if I lose you? What'll I
Grasped by this certain thing Expressing what I feel Doin' it for my belief Knowin' in my heart it's real Mastermind won't let it stay Givin' it his
Everyone I know Needs love like drugs Like a common cold We could never shrug My baby and me We?re missing the same stuff We?ve all got a disease Deficiency
This one?s about a dream I had last night How an old man tracked me home And stepped inside Put his foot inside the door And gave a crooked smile Something
In this world of news, I've found nothing new I've found nothing pure, maybe I'm just idealistic To assume that truth could be fact and form That love
I wanna burn out bright Does it have to start with a broken heart Broken dreams and bleeding parts? We were young and world was clear Young ambition
Flowers cut and brought inside Black cars in a single line Your family in suits and ties And you?re free The ache I feel inside Is where the life has
Another day, another sunrise Another factory call Another night, another sunset Another freefall In my life In my own purpose Within the weakness Within
There?s a fracture in the color bar In the backseat of a parked car By the liquor store where the streetlight Keep you company 'til the next night In
Head over here and take me Head over heels and aching When I told you I was yours I was yours In this life, you?re the one place I call home In this
When success is equated with excess The ambition for excess wrecks us As the top of the mind becomes the bottom line When success is equated with excess
Please don't be so naive You know you're not fooling anyone You're not as tough as you think The dirty second hands The dirty second hands Can't get
You been having trouble staying asleep You been waking up at 4:12 You roll the voices over in your head Then you try to put them neatly on the shelf
Isn't much more I can do for you Isn't much more that I can try Twisting myself into shapes To stop you crying What'll I do if I lose you What'll I do
Vertimas: KT Tunstall. Sunkumas.