Cover di Gold Mother

Gold Mother
Album - 1990 - Debaser id 13005

By James

It's that time again when I lose my friends
Go walkabout, I've got the bends from pressure
This is a testing time when the choice is mine
Am I a fool for love or foolish with desire
You can throw him out you can spit on him
Call what he does a sin if it makes you feel better


And I can't believe you're all I'll ever need
And I need to feel that you're not holding me
And the way I feel just makes me want to scream
Come home, come home, come home
Come home, come home, come home


After thirty years I've become my fears
I've become the kind of man I always hated
I am pulled apart, and my swollen heart
Has flipped out of the pan into the fire
I am in love insane with a sense of shame
That I threw stones at the condemned and
Now I'm slated


And I don't believe you're all I'll ever need
And I need to feel that you're not holding me
And the way I feel just makes me want to scream
Come home, come home, come home
Come home, come home, come home
Come home, come home, come home
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Hang on, she said.

I am ignoring all your late night calls
I'd prefer to sleep, that feel so small
I have this feeling
I'm about to crumble and fall.
Are you going to the discotheque
Cigarettes, perfume, drink and sweat
I'd prefer a good book and you in bed.

Hang on, she said.

Why are we fighting when we should be close to a wedding
Which would be better than most.
We should be in our hearts
Not at our throats.

Hang on, she said

Now I can feel that you're mad with me
Is it justified or imaginary
Tell me one day
How you would like me to be.
Living with you is a dangerous flame
You sweep me away, and then you drive me insane.
Keep your distance.
I'm looking for someone to blame.

Hang on, she said.

Be a good friend tonight.
Understand, see it from my side.
Be a good friend tonight,
One day you will see me in better light.

Hang on, she said
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