Lyrics: Well I've been here before Sat on the floor in a grey grey room Where I stay in all day I don't eat, but I play with this grey grey food
Desole, if someone is prayin' then I might break out, Desole, even if I scream I can't scream that loud
I'm all alone again Crawling back home again Stuck by the phone again
Well I've been here before Sat on a floor in a grey grey mood Where I stay up all night And all that I write is a grey grey tune
So pray for me child, just for a while That I might break out yeah Pray for me child Even a smile would do for now
'Cause I'm all alone again Crawling back home again Stuck by the phone again
Have I still got you to be my open door Have I still got you to be my sandy shore Have I still got you to cross my bridge in this storm Have I still got you to keep me warm
If I squeeze my grape and I drink my wine Coz if I squeeze my grape and I drink my wine Oh coz nothing is lost, it's just frozen in frost, And it's opening time, there's no-one in line
But I've still got me to be your open door, I've still got me to be your sandy shore I've still got me to cross your bridge in this storm And I've still got me to keep you warm
Warmer than warm, yeah Warmer than warm, yeah Warmer than warm, yeah Warmer than warm, yeah
Moon River, wider than a mile,
I'm crossing you in style some day.
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker,
wherever you're going I'm going your way.
Two drifters off to see the world.
There's such a lot of world to see.
We're after the same rainbow's end--
waiting 'round the bend,
my huckleberry friend,
Moon River and me.
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Song by Damien Rice.
GREY ROOM
Lyrics:
Well I've been here before
Sat on the floor in a grey grey room
Where I stay in all day
I don't eat, but I play with this grey grey food
Desole, if someone is prayin' then I might break out,
Desole, even if I scream I can't scream that loud
I'm all alone again
Crawling back home again
Stuck by the phone again
Well I've been here before
Sat on a floor in a grey grey mood
Where I stay up all night
And all that I write is a grey grey tune
So pray for me child, just for a while
That I might break out yeah
Pray for me child
Even a smile would do for now
'Cause I'm all alone again
Crawling back home again
Stuck by the phone again
Have I still got you to be my open door
Have I still got you to be my sandy shore
Have I still got you to cross my bridge in this storm
Have I still got you to keep me warm
If I squeeze my grape and I drink my wine
Coz if I squeeze my grape and I drink my wine
Oh coz nothing is lost, it's just frozen in frost,
And it's opening time, there's no-one in line
But I've still got me to be your open door,
I've still got me to be your sandy shore
I've still got me to cross your bridge in this storm
And I've still got me to keep you warm
Warmer than warm, yeah
Warmer than warm, yeah
Warmer than warm, yeah
Warmer than warm, yeah
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