Come on in
I have a bar set up, how about a drink?
No thanks
Oh come on loosen up a little, have a drink
No thank you, I don't want one
Sit down
Should we call room service, you're not hungry?
No, thanks
How old are you really?
I'm trying to be patient, how old are you?
I'm 65, how old are you?

Too many to convince
Too many to hire
And nothing you ever own
The world's a dead sorry hole
And I'm cold, and I'm cold
And I'm cold, and I'm stubborn
I'm sick and keep it open wide
And speaking words to the blind

Speaking words to the blind
Speaking words, oh

And the soul of the pure
And the eyes of the lover
And the one who truly saw your soul
And the one who truly saw your soul

I'm the one, who truly saw your soul
I'm the one, who truly saw your soul

And if you tell me to shut up
I would tell you to shut it
Did you tell me to shut up?
Oh if you tell me to shut it
I'll shut it now

Young, just born
Fragile and trembling soul
You hold it to the light
That pulls down the moon at night
You kept on holding it
Oh, you kept on holding it
It was a dangerous thing to do
But you did it when no one knew
When the eyes were closed
And the people asleep

Not an animal
Not a human
Not a soul
Not a soul

And if you tell me to shut up
I would tell you to shut it
Did you tell me to shut up?
Oh if you tell me to shut it
I'll shut it now

I am a breaker of ocean
Leaden like a bullet to the sun
I am a breaker of ocean
Leaden like a bullet to the sun, to the sun, to the sun
To the sun, to the sun, to the sun, to the sun, to the sun, to the sun
I am a breaker of ocean
Leaden like a bullet to the sun
I am a breaker of ocean
Leaden like a bullet to the sun, to the sun, to the sun
To the sun, to the sun, to the sun, to the sun, to the sun Writer/s: Ayse Hassan, Camille Berthomier, Fay Milton, Gemma Thompson
Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Iricom US Ltd, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Peermusic Publishing
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