I left home when I was 17Just to see if the grass was really green4 years deep of things left behindbut you know I’ve got it all still on my mind
Bet you’ve already heard a song like thisOne that ends in that perfect farewell kissBut I won’t play that same old gameNot that flawless role we all seem to wanna play
In your hands my heavy heartNowhere to put all the shameGive me back my fragileness
And please take some of the blame
I love you now that you want me toAnd that’s not something I usually doDigging up the roots of this old oak treeIs just a little harder than I thought it’d be
In your hands my heavy heartNowhere to put all the shameGive me back my fragileness
And please take some of the blame
I gave you the key to let yourself inTo that secret place nobody’s ever beenYou peaked your head inside and looked aroundI can only hope you won’t let me down
I don’t know if you seeJust how much you mean to meSo let me know what you findIn this sheltered heart of mine
In your hands my heavy heartNowhere to put all the shameGive me back my fragileness
And please take some of the blame

Well don't get any splinters on the floor

When you go down in the hole

Why don't you join people on the lawn

You work full time

Like a mole
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All her perfume cameTo me at nightLike a ghostI know the flowers
Grow up with no nameEven the roseWhen the lizard
Dive into the wallI stand against the water

No offence todayI'm fine in the bushes

Staring at you on your knees
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I know it's too lateWhen birds wake me upAnd i wonderWhere have you been all my life

You know that i don'tKill spiders anymoreI surrenderTo the big wave from the sea

The day has comeI should go up the sycamoreThe day has comeAnd i hear someone
Knock knockKnocking at the door

No lines on the roadsNo boats on the seaI surrenderTo the big sleep on my tree

The day has comeI should go up the sycamoreThe day has comeAnd i hear someone
Knock knockKnocking at the door