Song | Go |
Artist | The Maccabees |
Album | Given To The Wild |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Left you there in the sunlight | |
In the sunshine by the windowsill in the kitchen | |
In light of what was to come it was not enough | |
Just like the cardboard that covered | |
The missing panes and cracks in our bedroom windows | |
We should have known they wouldn’t keep out the cold | |
It was not enough it’s not enough and it never was | |
And they’ll call out with a name by which I’d never call you | |
And we’ll grow out when it’s time | |
And the skins we’ve known no longer fit us | |
It’s not enough and it leaves you tired | |
See you there in the sunlight | |
In the sunshine by the windowsill in the kitchen | |
And they’ll call out with a name by which I’d never call you | |
All things being well still feel it was not enough |
Left you there in the sunlight | |
In the sunshine by the windowsill in the kitchen | |
In light of what was to come it was not enough | |
Just like the cardboard that covered | |
The missing panes and cracks in our bedroom windows | |
We should have known they wouldn' t keep out the cold | |
It was not enough it' s not enough and it never was | |
And they' ll call out with a name by which I' d never call you | |
And we' ll grow out when it' s time | |
And the skins we' ve known no longer fit us | |
It' s not enough and it leaves you tired | |
See you there in the sunlight | |
In the sunshine by the windowsill in the kitchen | |
And they' ll call out with a name by which I' d never call you | |
All things being well still feel it was not enough |
Left you there in the sunlight | |
In the sunshine by the windowsill in the kitchen | |
In light of what was to come it was not enough | |
Just like the cardboard that covered | |
The missing panes and cracks in our bedroom windows | |
We should have known they wouldn' t keep out the cold | |
It was not enough it' s not enough and it never was | |
And they' ll call out with a name by which I' d never call you | |
And we' ll grow out when it' s time | |
And the skins we' ve known no longer fit us | |
It' s not enough and it leaves you tired | |
See you there in the sunlight | |
In the sunshine by the windowsill in the kitchen | |
And they' ll call out with a name by which I' d never call you | |
All things being well still feel it was not enough |