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I will send you out a message
I will telephone a love song
I'll collect all of your stories
I haven't seen you for so long
Do you wonder what I'm up to?
Do I ever cross your mind?
May we love the things we cling too
There is never enough time
I would watch as you was sleeping
To make sure you were still breathing
You live so fast without seeing
This eternal youth is fleeting
Oh take care of my baby
I don't think he can do it himself
Oh what to do with my hands
They've no others to hold
They lay sadly by my side so cold
What to do with my head
When I've no place to lay it
I spend the month in bed
So you'll hold me for a moment
I would watch as you was sleeping
To make sure you were still breathing
You live so fast without seeing
This eternal youth is fleeting
Oh take care of my baby
I don't think he can do it himself
- Album:
- Red Sun/Echo
- Too True
- End of Daze (EP)
- Only In Dreams
- I Will Be
- Blissed Out
- He Gets Me High (EP)
- Miscellaneous
- Coming Down
- A Salute to the Thin White Duke - The Songs of David Bowie
- Psych Box
- Lost Boys & Girls Club
- Paste Sampler 126
- The Current Sampler of Music from Sub Pop Records
- Compilation
- Paste mPlayer #62
- Alternative Distribution Alliance: 2012 Independent Almanac
- Lord Knows
- He Gets Me High
- Sub Pop Terminal Sales, Volume 4: Please to Enjoy