| I don't usually write songs this personal. Oh well, please don't slay me! But its hard to feel vulnerable in the place where I filmed this, Inis Meáin, an island off the West Coast of Ireland, aka Paradise. Facebook: www.facebook.com Twittaaaa!: www.twitter.com lyrics__ This guy could save the world with both hands behind his back And still emerge with ten times the courage that others lack I'm sick of wallowing here in my own self pity Feet in the countryside, head in the city Tall buildings bright lights bright cars, But more importantly more importantly that's where you are I'll send you postcards from my head, Thinking bout you while my cheeks go red You're not a ghost but you feel like one right now But you can haunt me if you like CHORUS I need some help to complete this task, Want you here beside me is that too much to ask? I'm haunted here, without you dear, I'll tell you this as I whisper in your ear and say, There's always another day Someone once said, that a story once told That these streets these streets are paved with gold But unless you're standing on them, or sitting on your throne They mean nothing to me, nothing to me, nothing but stone Maybe you'll never know just how i feel, Maybe you'll never know maybe thats the appeal But walls look weird without you sitting on top Never meant to start and now I can't stop You're not a ghost but you feel like one right now But you can haunt me if you like I need some help to complete this task, Want you here beside ... |
