Nina's Song

Album: 10 Songs (2020)
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  • How come all of the best dads are gone?
    The only ones left are all dumb
    Hope I'm wrong again, wrong again, wrong
    Uh-huh
    There's our mum
    The last time we checked she was young
    But all she's got left has gone numb
    And she's gone again, gone again, gone
    Uh-huh

    There's nothing wrong with a song sung into battle, oh
    We need you now, don't leave us now, what a palaver, oh
    What a, don't leave me

    Holding the candle too long
    Burning my fingers and thumbs
    Holding a candle too long
    How can losing one leave you half as strong?

    How dare anyone sit in your chair?
    Somebody needs to be there
    How we gonna get, gonna get there?
    But where is our guy?
    Don't care if he's lonely or shy
    Just two legs, a shirt and a time
    We'd get by, by, by
    Hi, hi

    And now you're gone, we don't belong
    Where do we follow?
    How can you say another day
    When there's no tomorrow?
    Tomorrow don't leave me

    Holding the candle too long
    Burning my fingers and thumbs
    Holding a candle too long
    How can losing one leave you half as strong?

    There's nothing wrong with a song sung into battle, oh
    We need you now, don't leave us now, what a palaver, oh
    What a, don't leave me

    Holding the candle too long
    Burning my fingers and thumbs
    Holding a candle too long
    How can losing one leave you half as strong?

    Burning my fingers and my thumbs Writer/s: Francis Healy
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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