Started as lovers, right to the end
You were a stranger to me.
Too many words, too little time
To just understand what we'd seen.
I could have been the one you needed
But I wouldn't have been myself
No I wouldn't have been myself.
We never listen to those voices
Telling us we should slow down
Love doesn't give us any choices
Sweeping our feet off the ground.
Woke in the morning, struggled for breath
Choking on things that you said.
No more pleading crimes of passion
How about sorry instead?
I couldn't have dreamed a different ending
This is the way it should be
This is the way it should be.
We never listen to those voices
Telling us we should slow down
Love doesn't give us any choices
Sweeping our feet off the ground.
So pack your bags and put them outside
Go take a walk in the cold
I may be in rags but I am shining
You know the riches I hold
And we'll wait for those who'll feed us
When we are hungry for love
When we are hungry for love.
We never listen to those voices
Telling us we should slow down
Love doesn't give us any choices
Sweeping our feet off the ground.
We never listen to those voices
Telling us we should slow down
Love doesn't give us any choices
Sweeping our feet off the ground.
We never listened to those voices
Love didn't give us any choices.
credits
from Drifters,
released January 17, 2012
- Written by Conor Ebbs
- Recorded in Thomas Street, Dublin
- Engineered and produced by Michael Moloney and Joey Kenny
- Mixed by Michael Moloney
- Mastered by Joey Kenny
Artwork by Linda Coogan Byrne, graphics by Ro Reid
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