Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
BRIARS
BRIARS
Künstler:in
Michael Grace
Michael Grace
Künstler:in
Paul O'Shea
Paul O'Shea
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Michael Grace
Michael Grace
Songwriter:in
Paul O'Shea
Paul O'Shea
Songwriter:in

Lyrics

It's hard to even know Where to start sometimes A feast or a famine I still can't make up my mind With not so much on show A loneliness inside They say "write what you know" And I know all about the night ... So turn away Or waste your time Cause lately I'm just falling across the line Isn't it always the way Sleep doesn't come til the birds start to sing Isn't it always the way Sleep doesn't come til the light's creeping in Now January skies They show more blue than grey And if these walls could talk, I think I'd worry what they'd say I used to show potential, now I just show my age And thoughts just run in circles and keep rolling on for days ... I'll be late So take your time Cause lately I'm just dragged across the line Isn't it always the way Sleep doesn't come til the birds start to sing Isn't it always the way Sleep doesn't come til the light's creeping in Nights are getting warmer The joke has gotten old And my mind is full of stories that never can be told With an eye that's ever wandering And the chances ever slim I'll be sleeping on my own while you're sleeping with him ... I'll be late So take your time Cause lately I'm just dragged across the line Isn't it always the way Sleep doesn't come til the birds start to sing Isn't it always the way Sleep doesn't come til the light's creeping in Isn't it always the way You found all the words, but there's none you can say Isn't it always the way It's all going well, but you've thrown it away
Writer(s): Michael Grace, Paul O'shea Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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