Song | Adam's Wing |
Artist | Ruarri Joseph |
Album | Both Sides Of The Coin |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Your world is in bits, coz nothing right fits | |
And you’re single again | |
The room shakes its walls as the history falls | |
And you’re losing a friend | |
Wish you could go back, the simpler track | |
Is appealing and easy | |
The money you burned is not what you earned | |
Because nothing is easy | |
You buried your head the moment she said | |
Things were not always cricket | |
You sat for a while in a state of denial | |
Until you thought you might miss it | |
As material goes and your world is exposed | |
It’s the perfect occasion | |
To go start a fresh with what you have left | |
And high jubilation | |
And in the arms of home you venture through unknown | |
The world is over blown until you lose yourself in love | |
From under Adam’s wing, we too can dance and sing | |
The promises we bring until you lose yourself in love | |
You may not re-call when matters were small | |
But don’t worry they’ll come back | |
You’ll soon find your niche and sink in your teeth | |
Like you never had contact | |
Keep quiet and hush, the world without rush | |
Is appealing and easy | |
And the money you burned is not what you earned | |
Because nothing is easy | |
And in the arms of home you venture through unknown | |
The world is over blown until you lose yourself in love | |
From under Adam’s wing, we too can dance and sing | |
The promises we bring until you lose yourself in love |
Your world is in bits, coz nothing right fits | |
And you' re single again | |
The room shakes its walls as the history falls | |
And you' re losing a friend | |
Wish you could go back, the simpler track | |
Is appealing and easy | |
The money you burned is not what you earned | |
Because nothing is easy | |
You buried your head the moment she said | |
Things were not always cricket | |
You sat for a while in a state of denial | |
Until you thought you might miss it | |
As material goes and your world is exposed | |
It' s the perfect occasion | |
To go start a fresh with what you have left | |
And high jubilation | |
And in the arms of home you venture through unknown | |
The world is over blown until you lose yourself in love | |
From under Adam' s wing, we too can dance and sing | |
The promises we bring until you lose yourself in love | |
You may not recall when matters were small | |
But don' t worry they' ll come back | |
You' ll soon find your niche and sink in your teeth | |
Like you never had contact | |
Keep quiet and hush, the world without rush | |
Is appealing and easy | |
And the money you burned is not what you earned | |
Because nothing is easy | |
And in the arms of home you venture through unknown | |
The world is over blown until you lose yourself in love | |
From under Adam' s wing, we too can dance and sing | |
The promises we bring until you lose yourself in love |
Your world is in bits, coz nothing right fits | |
And you' re single again | |
The room shakes its walls as the history falls | |
And you' re losing a friend | |
Wish you could go back, the simpler track | |
Is appealing and easy | |
The money you burned is not what you earned | |
Because nothing is easy | |
You buried your head the moment she said | |
Things were not always cricket | |
You sat for a while in a state of denial | |
Until you thought you might miss it | |
As material goes and your world is exposed | |
It' s the perfect occasion | |
To go start a fresh with what you have left | |
And high jubilation | |
And in the arms of home you venture through unknown | |
The world is over blown until you lose yourself in love | |
From under Adam' s wing, we too can dance and sing | |
The promises we bring until you lose yourself in love | |
You may not recall when matters were small | |
But don' t worry they' ll come back | |
You' ll soon find your niche and sink in your teeth | |
Like you never had contact | |
Keep quiet and hush, the world without rush | |
Is appealing and easy | |
And the money you burned is not what you earned | |
Because nothing is easy | |
And in the arms of home you venture through unknown | |
The world is over blown until you lose yourself in love | |
From under Adam' s wing, we too can dance and sing | |
The promises we bring until you lose yourself in love |