I heard you're coming back to Sydney I have prepared a reaction for this one I'm sure you expect that I will break down and cry Or I'll slither away and Stumble out my window as you skip by singing
Don't it come around The wind and the sound The slant in the room The piss, the perfume Always somehow Can bring me to tears Whenever combined With of with pictures of you
I heard you're coming back to Sydney town Thought you weren't for the simple life Run it alone the whole world round Do not believe me baby I've been lying that I'm strong But I gotta get out
I'm in a rhythm of doubt I should be back in the fight where I belong Not stumbling out my window With your old T-shirt on
And don't it come around The wind and the sound The slant in the room The piss, the perfume Always somehow Can bring me to tears Whenever combined With pictures of you
Honeys to my left And baby's aright The less that I have The more that I find Them calling me out
And I'm uninspired Whenever your light Whispers over mine
And I find bitterness through love And I find through bitterness true love And I find bitterness through love (And coming down she was)
And I find through bitterness true love And I find bitterness through love And I find through bitterness true love
Don't it come around The wind and the sound The slant in the room The piss, the perfume Always somehow Can bring me to tears Whenever combined With pictures of you
Honeys to my left And baby's aright The less that I have The more that I find Them calling me out
And I'm uninspired Whenever your light Whispers over mine
And I find bitterness through love And I find through bitterness true love And I find bitterness through love (And coming down she was)
And I find through bitterness true love And I find bitterness through love And I find through bitterness true love
Compositores: Hayley Frances Mcglone (Hayley Mary), John David Thompson Took, Patrick Harrowsmith ECAD: Obra #23050035