Song | Compass |
Artist | Jamie Lidell |
Album | Compass |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
And now I know the only compass that I need is the one that leads back to you. | |
And I know the only compass that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you. | |
And the burning blisters on my feet will calm, | |
So hold me as I’m close to flaw. | |
Away from the warmth of your arms I stay, | |
off the radar and into harm’s way. | |
Now I know the only compass that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you. | |
Yeah, coffee will raise the head again, | |
cokes that lead us from the pain. | |
Words just sit like empty scribbles, | |
such empty caffeinated widows. | |
Now I know the only compass that I need is the one that leads back to you. | |
Now I know the only compass that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you. |
And now I know the only compass that I need is the one that leads back to you. | |
And I know the only compass that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you. | |
And the burning blisters on my feet will calm, | |
So hold me as I m close to flaw. | |
Away from the warmth of your arms I stay, | |
off the radar and into harm s way. | |
Now I know the only compass that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you. | |
Yeah, coffee will raise the head again, | |
cokes that lead us from the pain. | |
Words just sit like empty scribbles, | |
such empty caffeinated widows. | |
Now I know the only compass that I need is the one that leads back to you. | |
Now I know the only compass that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you. |
And now I know the only compass that I need is the one that leads back to you. | |
And I know the only compass that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you. | |
And the burning blisters on my feet will calm, | |
So hold me as I m close to flaw. | |
Away from the warmth of your arms I stay, | |
off the radar and into harm s way. | |
Now I know the only compass that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you. | |
Yeah, coffee will raise the head again, | |
cokes that lead us from the pain. | |
Words just sit like empty scribbles, | |
such empty caffeinated widows. | |
Now I know the only compass that I need is the one that leads back to you. | |
Now I know the only compass that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you. |