The grey makes you sick
Colour of things gone
Stretched out like a shadow
Stretched out like a shadow
The bed holds your shape
Tempts you back, too
Stretched out like your shadow
Stretched out like your shadow
Come away from the window
I’m afraid of what you’ll see
Leave what the future holds
To be happy holding me
Come away from the window
I’m afraid of what you’ll see
Leave what the future holds
To be happy holding me
The night holds his scent
It tempts you back, too
Stretched out like his shadow
Stretched out like his shadow
Not afraid of the dark
But of things I do not see
Stretched out in his shadow
Stretched out in his shadow
Come away from the window
I’m afraid of what you’ll see
Leave what the future holds
To be happy holding me
Come away from the window
I’m afraid of what you’ll see
Leave what the future holds
To be happy holding me
When I grow old, I’ll go back to the sea
Ten thousand watery hands arch to greet me
The water carries my weight in windswept arms
Oh constant friend, carry on
Carry on
Colour of things gone
Stretched out like a shadow
Stretched out like a shadow
Tempts you back, too
Stretched out like your shadow
Stretched out like your shadow
I’m afraid of what you’ll see
Leave what the future holds
To be happy holding me
I’m afraid of what you’ll see
Leave what the future holds
To be happy holding me
It tempts you back, too
Stretched out like his shadow
Stretched out like his shadow
But of things I do not see
Stretched out in his shadow
Stretched out in his shadow
I’m afraid of what you’ll see
Leave what the future holds
To be happy holding me
I’m afraid of what you’ll see
Leave what the future holds
To be happy holding me
Ten thousand watery hands arch to greet me
The water carries my weight in windswept arms
Oh constant friend, carry on
Carry on
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