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Angus And Julia Stone
Angus And Julia Stone


Информация
Откуда Sydney, Australia
Жанры Folk
Blues
Acoustic
Годы 2006—н.в.
Лейблы EMI Group
Сайт Website
Состав
Angus Stone
Julia Natasha Stone



Альбом Angus And Julia Stone


Heart Full Of Wine (03.02.2007)
03.02.2007
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your sad eyes they dont keep me alive
not like they used to
not like they used to
and your cold feet they wont find their way to me
it's not like you want them to
it's not like you want them to
and your big heart, it won't tear me apart
not like it used to
not like it used to

its all about
it's all about
It's all about
its all about
what you wanted
am i what you wanted?

your cold hands, are they gonna catch me if you can?
its not like you want them to
its not like you want them to
and your long legs, they could carry you to me
its not like you want them to
its not like you want th
its all about
its all about
its all about
its all about
what you wanted
am i what you wanted?

It's all about you
It's all about you
It's always about you
It's always about you
Its all about
It's all about
What you wanted
am i what you wanted? (repeat 8x)
oh, my love

. . .


Tragic day, In my mind
Fast car, broken down
Said I think I'm right
But I'm moving slow
His hand they shake, as I go home

Seems like everything, Is gone
Seems I fooled myself, once again

And I drink it all to the rising sun
To say I fooled, myself, once again

I said I fooled myself, once again

I"m gonna close these eyes, for days
She's hour glass slowly fine
See I built these walls but I'll give them down
What's left of me, is on the ground

It seems like everything has gone
seems I fooled myself once again
I'll drink it all to the rising sun
To say i fooled myself once again
Said I fooled myself, once again
Said I fooled myself, once again
Said I fooled myself, once again
Said I fooled myself, once again.

. . .


Saw the washing on the line
As I lay on the floor
With a heart full of wine
With nothing left to pour
To pour

Silver moon feeling high
Through the window beneath the door
Her eyes are so kind
With nothing left to pour
To pour

You stepped into these days
You stepped into these days
You stepped into these days
You stepped into these days

And you went your way

We're sitting out on the couch
A movie plays without the sound
Words to say left in my mouth
With nothing left to pour
To pour

Silver moon feeling high
Through the window beneath the door
Her eyes are so kind
With nothing left to pour
To pour

You stepped into these days
You stepped into these days
You stepped into these days
You stepped into these days
Oh you stepped into…
Oh you stepped into…
One of these days

. . .


Wait, wait on the corner
I'm coming for ya
You know things will change
Love is a mistake we made
Wasn't a price I wanted to pay

I'm Yours x 4

Hope, oh what a funny word
Wasn't like I was expecting all this falling down
I sit by the window,
Watching the air that you breathe,
So far away

I'm Yours x 4

. . .


I don't deserve love, I slapped him in the face
as he stood by the bed and said 'I love you'
He told me I'd taste the pain
but I taste it everyday

You win, I'm sadder than you
You win, I'm sadder than you
You win, I'm sadder than you
You win, I'm sadder than you

You'll turn out like him and I'll turn out like her
I'll be lonely and sad, you'll be strong and unmoved
You won't have any friends and I'll live in a room
with flowers on the walls and golden doorknobs

You win, I'm sadder than you
You win, I'm sadder than you
You win, I'm sadder than you
You win, I'm sadder than you

. . .


My old wooden chair
In amongst the flames
Alone

I clear my throat to speak
But I cant say a word
Not one

This girl knew my name
On a wooden bridge
Its cold

Woke up on the floor
With poison in my blood
And I'm missing you

My old wooden chair
In amongst the crowd
Alone

If I can't tap my foot
To an honest tune
I'll run

I took a leap
Across the creek
The water rose

Woke up in the sea
With poison in my blood
And I'm missing you

. . .


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