Kirsty McGee

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both your feet
and all your money
she must be good
she must be funny
she must be something
to turn your head this way

soft as ash, you've been slipping through my fingers
gone like smoke, what i always thought would linger
well she must be good, to turn your head this way

we're brought up to believe
that what we have is what we keep
what we have and what we wish for
can just vanish in our sleep
and i don't know what to say

all my hopes
and all of my endeavours
she must be smart
she must be clever
to turn your head
to take you away from me

i'm sorry now, but it's too late for it
how long have you been gone, and how come i never saw it?
well, i only saw the sparks had left your eyes
when you turned your head away

we're brought up to believe
in what we have and what we hold
but you can go to sleep in someone's arms
and wake up in the cold
and i don't know what to say
i just don't know what to say



© 2008 kirsty mcgee / big oak songs