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Well it seems sheâll play the same old piece to play along,
Because the audience never listened to her mermaid song,
That temptation was a sunny isle where all that lives is dead,
Donât choose its shadows to make your bed.
Behind that painted lady, thereâs a masterpiece,
Behind the painted lady, sheâs a masterpiece,
But she doesnât care to think so; no she hasnât got belief,
Thatâs what sheâs wearing over her face,
Singing, oh! Take me back to me, Oh! The original me,
Oh! Take me back to me, the original me.
And when the sun descends sheâll be the swan song silhouette,
And even down the road sheâll be the last to leave your head,
And youâll feel like your marooned upon that sunny isle instead,
Donât choose its shadows to make your bed.
Singing, oh! Take me back to you, Oh! The original you,
Oh! Take me back to you, the original you.
- Album:
- Paperweights
- Little Giant
- Land of the Living (EP)
- Once (EP)
- Non-Album Releases
- Lullaby Love (Single Version)
- Where I Want To Go (Single Version)
- Where I Want To Go
- Stay With Me
- Home from Home
- Land of the Living
- Weight of Your World
- Once
- Weight Of Your World EP
- Lullaby Love
- 20 Jahre Radioeins
- A Message to Myself
- Quiet Man
- My Narrow Road
- My Sweet Refuge