One of my favourite songs from the flawless album....
Her are what i think the lyrics are--but we could be hearing different versions.....
Beautiful song none the less!
My husband left me last night
Left me a poor and lonely wife
I cooked the meals and he got the life
And now I'm just old for the rest of my time
for me
for he
for my.
I speak because I can
to anyone I trust enough to listen.
You speak because you can
To anyone who'll hear what you say.
I swear it was not my choice
I used to be so kind.
Never road my bike down to the sea
Never finished that letter I was writing.
Never got up and shared anything worthy
for he
for my.
Oh graceful sleeper
Midnight dreamer
I'm flawed by your sound.
I'm flawed by your sound.
I swear it was not my choice.
To reach out for someone wise.
I used to be so kind.
I used to be so kind.
In the breaking of the morning we'll be dancing on the soft lawn
When your shaking out the anger that stopped you from taking my call
When your running up the highway singing "I'm the king the king of you all!"
When you look back to where you started I'll be there waving you on.
I never road my bike down to the sea
Never quite figured out what I believe
Never got up and shared anything worthy
For he
For my.
One of my favourite songs from the flawless album.... Her are what i think the lyrics are--but we could be hearing different versions..... Beautiful song none the less!
My husband left me last night Left me a poor and lonely wife I cooked the meals and he got the life And now I'm just old for the rest of my time for me for he for my.
I speak because I can to anyone I trust enough to listen. You speak because you can To anyone who'll hear what you say. I swear it was not my choice I used to be so kind.
Never road my bike down to the sea Never finished that letter I was writing. Never got up and shared anything worthy for he for my.
Oh graceful sleeper Midnight dreamer I'm flawed by your sound. I'm flawed by your sound.
I swear it was not my choice. To reach out for someone wise. I used to be so kind. I used to be so kind.
In the breaking of the morning we'll be dancing on the soft lawn When your shaking out the anger that stopped you from taking my call When your running up the highway singing "I'm the king the king of you all!" When you look back to where you started I'll be there waving you on.
I never road my bike down to the sea Never quite figured out what I believe Never got up and shared anything worthy For he For my.
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