The past
is always knocking incessant
Trying
to break through into the present
We have
to work to keep it out
But
I won't be the first to shout it's over
I used
to want to plant bombs at the Last Night of the Proms
But
now you'll find me with the baby, in the bathroom,
With
that big shell, listening for the sound of the sea
I steal
a kiss from you in the supermarket
I walk
you down the aisle, you fill my basket
And
through it all, the stick I take
Is worth
it for the love we make
I used
to want to plant bombs at the Last Night of the Proms
But
now you'll find me with the baby, in the bathroom,
With
that big shell, listening for the sound of the sea,
The
baby and me
I stayed
in bed, alone, uncertain,
Then
I met you, you draw the curtains
The
sun came up, the trees began to sing
And
light shone in on everything. I love you
The sun
came up, the trees began to sing
And
light shone in on everything. I love you
Marco Giunco |
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