Orla Gartland 3z3j3x

    Orla Gartland

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    Orla Gartland 3z3j3x


    This guy could save the world with both hands behind his back
    And still emerge with ten times the courage that others lack

    I'm sick of wallowing here in my own self pity
    Feet in the countryside, head in the city

    Tall buildings bright lights bright cars,
    But more importantly more importantly that's where you are

    I'll send you postcards from my head,
    Thinking bout you while my cheeks go red

    You're not a ghost but you feel like one right now
    But you can haunt me if you like


    Chorus
    I need some help to complete this task,
    Want you here beside me is that too much to ask?
    I'm haunted here, without you dear,
    I'll tell you this as I whisper in your ear and say,
    There's always another day

    Someone once said, that a story once told
    That these streets these streets are paved with gold
    But unless you're standing on them, or sitting on your thrown
    They mean nothing to me, nothing to me, nothing but stone

    Maybe you'll never know just how I feel,
    Maybe you'll never know maybe thats the appeal
    But walls look weird without you sitting on top
    Never meant to start and now I can't stop


    You're not a ghost but you feel like one right now
    But you can haunt me if you like


    I need some help to complete this task,
    Want you here beside me is that too much to ask?
    I'm haunted here, without you dear,
    I'll tell you this as I whisper in your ear and say,
    There's always another day


    If you always go slow than you'll probably never fall
    But if you never go fast than you'll never feel tall
    If you always go slow than you'll never get hurt,
    But if you never go fast you'll never feel on top of the world x2


    You're not a ghost
    But you can haunt me if you like


    I need some help to complete this task,
    Want you here beside me is that too much to ask?
    I'm haunted here, without you dear,
    I'll tell you this as I whisper in your ear and say,
    There's always another day

    This sounds like a love song but its not,
    Cause in the end, the girl gets caught
    And will they be together in the end
    Well I wish I could tell you that my friend
    Compositor: Orla Joan Gartland (Orla Gartland) (PRS)Editor: San Remo Live Limited (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #11850920 em 16/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM

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