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Throwin' Stones (Live)
03:26
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2. |
Looking Out For Me
03:27
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Little Heart
03:57
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Little Heart
I open up your curtains and the morning light
Floods right in, oh what a sight
There’s dinosaurs and racing cars all over the floor
You’ve got two bedrooms now haven’t you, son?
One’s right here the others at your mums
Letters of your name of both of your doors
And it feels like home tonight
Cause you’re with me for the next few nights
Little heart, little soul,
You mean more to me than rock n roll,
I don’t say that lightly at all
Little love, little light
You’re all I’ve got left, you’re all I’ve got right
I hope you feel at home tonight
Let’s swim the lake, let’s climb that mountain
You’re only five years old and counting
The lady at the supermarket says you’re so tall
You were so happy when I brought home those trains,
We built a track, we played a game
And for a while it felt like nothing had changed
But when I was too broken to mend
You said Hey Dad, you’re my best friend
Little heart, little soul,
You mean more to me than rock n roll,
I don’t say that lightly at all
Little love, little light
You’re all I’ve got left, you’re all I’ve got right
I hope you feel at home tonight
When the road gets a little long for you
I’ll be there to ease the load
Cause I know what it’s like to have to make it on your own
Little heart, little soul,
You mean more to me than rock n roll,
I don’t play that quietly at all
Little love, little light
You’re all I’ve got left, you’re all I’ve got right
I hope you feel at home tonight
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4. |
All The Best Things
04:40
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All the best things
She had a place at the end of the street
was told to be out by the end of next week
this day had been coming for a long time
Landlord said I’m sorry I know you tried
Here’s a tissue come on dry your eyes
If there was any other way but my hands are tied
She had a father living somewhere in America
They hadn’t spoken in years, he was dead to her
She packed up her things and left her key on the side
Walked towards the station, hair wet in the rain
No money for a ticket she pretended to wait for a train
Oh how the hours they passed by.
It was getting dark so she rolled out a sleeping bag
A stranger gave her some blankets that he had
Said here take these I know there’s a cold breeze and you gotta try and stay warm
She lie awake dreaming of a romance
Somewhere like Barcelona or the south of France
And they would meet by chance at a little market stall
Down on the beach they’d draw their names in the sand
He’d say Honey let me be your man
She’d stare into his eyes, he’d never tell her lies
They would live forever in paradise
She was woken up by the drunks heading home
Cold wind caused an aching in her bones
The sky was getting bright
Early morning light
She’d made it through the first night
All the best things in life are free
but sometimes they’re hard to see
sometimes they’re hard to see
All the best things in life are free
But no one told you they might be
No one told you they might be
Oh catch me I’m falling, all the ghosts of my past they are calling
Oh catch me I’m falling, all the ghosts of my past they are calling
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I opened my heart to you as they called out closing time
and you gave me a reason, I gave you my rhyme
I gave you the keys to my car and the shirt right off my back
I told you the reason my heart is so black
You ask too much of me don't you think, darlin'?
you ask too much of me don't you think, darlin'?
remember when I walked you home and the snow fell down on the street?
I gave you my coat and the shoes on my feet
I took you to Amsterdam oh and I took you to paris and rome
Yeah, maybe next year I'll travel alone
Cause you ask too much of me don't you think, darlin'?
you ask too much of me don't you think, darlin'?
you ask too much of me don't you think, darlin'?
you ask too much of me don't you think, darlin'?
And if the sky was falling down, you know that I'd watch it with you
cause I'll pick you up when you're feeling down
what else do you want me to do?
Cause you ask too much of me don't you think, darlin'?
you ask too much of me don't you think, darlin'?
you ask too much of me don't you think, darlin'?
you ask too much of me don't you think, darlin'?
Everywhere I go, everything I do
Everywhere I go, everything I do
Everywhere I go, everything I do
Everywhere I go, everything I do
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6. |
Secret Plans
04:48
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I drive a used car in gunmetal grey and there’s a rattle on the passenger side
Oh but we don’t hear it when the radio plays and besides, we’re too high to drive
But this road it leads to the fairground I wanna win something I don’t need
Oh the prizes they hold and not diamonds or gold but for a few hours you’ll feel like a queen
Tell me all your secret plans and I might just tell you mine
One day I’ll buy you and island and we’ll live out our lives
Right now I got 2.47 and you say you got 3.65 we’ll that’s just enough,
to buy ourselves some time
Tell me a story from when you were young, I think too much of the future
The rest of our lives have just begun there’s a truth you don’t hear enough do ya
Well you can wash yourself in the river, you can hang yourself out to dry but
Can you stare yourself out in the mirror without feeling like you just might cry
I see you trying to hide your tattoos and I see you hiding your smile
I see you holding on for something new cause lord knows it’s been quite a while
So meet me tonight at the fairgrounds place all of your bets on me
You shine like gold in that dress you stole well they say the best things are free.
Tell me all your secret plans and I might just tell you mine
One day I’ll buy you and island and we’ll live out our lives
Right now I got 2.67 and you say you got 3.65 we’ll that’s just enough
to buy ourselves some time
I’m not good with money but I know how to spend my time
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7. |
VII
05:10
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Today is all about you; the radio plays your favourite song
The sky shines a perfect blue but you seem so grey, tell me what’s wrong
Open the door, take a look around won’t you put on your favourite shoes
In the distance I hear the carnival sound of a life that’s waiting for you
The hour is late now, and so is your saviour too
There’s a picture that hangs on the wall, oh it seems to say nothing at all
And these long days will make you so tired, let’s fall asleep down by the fire
You can read me a passage from your favourite book
I hear cracks at the edge of your voice
You say it’s a classic and there’s a pirate called hook
and he’s out to get all the girls and boys.
It’s not too late you know, there’s still time to make a choice
There’s a dog that howls in the street
Near the graveyard where we used to meet
And it seems like he’s searching for something
Oh, I know that everybody’s searching for something
But the air here is thick and it seems to stick
Oh they’re burning your past in the playground
Lets start our own fire, one that burns even higher
Oh the stars will fall down into pieces on the ground
And the choir is here now, just for you they sing aloud.
There’s always a lesson to learn
Beware of the flame it burns
Love is the greatest concern, you’ll learn
Yeah, turn your face up to the sky
I see the fire in your eyes
Love is the reason why, still you cry
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NJ Gardner Bristol, UK
NJ Gardner is an English singer songwriter based in Stroud, UK. He teaches guitar and has been on a mission to write 100 songs in a year...
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