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Pieta Brown
Back to You
Pieta Brown
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Pieta Brown
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Unable to concentrate
Digging for words
My hands in my pockets
& My mind a blur
Thinking of drinking
Thinking of you
I’m going sailing
In an old wooden shoe
I feel like sailing right back to you…
I’m going sailing
Up over this town
I’ll sail so high
I’ll never come down
& Late in the evening
I will leave you a poem
& watch through the window
To make sure you get home
I feel like sailing right back to you…
Maybe one day
You’ll change your mind
& fancy yourself
The traveling kind
If you don’t have a sailboat
Or an old wooden shoe
As the city lies sleeping
I’ll make room for two
I feel like sailing right back to you…
Digging for words
My hands in my pockets
& My mind a blur
Thinking of drinking
Thinking of you
I’m going sailing
In an old wooden shoe
I feel like sailing right back to you…
I’m going sailing
Up over this town
I’ll sail so high
I’ll never come down
& Late in the evening
I will leave you a poem
& watch through the window
To make sure you get home
I feel like sailing right back to you…
Maybe one day
You’ll change your mind
& fancy yourself
The traveling kind
If you don’t have a sailboat
Or an old wooden shoe
As the city lies sleeping
I’ll make room for two
I feel like sailing right back to you…
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