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Love, I can't hide but it's been easier since I said it now
Love, it don't end and I can't buy a friend
I waited long the waiting's over
So get on down this time we go a little lower
The sun has broke I stretch it out and throw some gas into the fire
To tell the truth, to tell it, well, it all depends upon the liar
And if I scream overboard I'm in this over my head
Or whisper sweet, baby, please, baby, please, am I dead?
Every time I dream about you, baby, with your hands all over me
I never forget anything, don't forget that I'm asleep
Go to sleep it's over now a final prayer for my friend
You tell that fool to make it good you have to start at the end
And if I scream overkill I'm in this over my head
Or whisper sweet, baby, please, I must have meant what I said
Every time I dream about you, baby, with your hands all over me
I never forget anything, don't forget that I'm asleep
And every time I dream about you, baby, with your hands all over me
I never forget anything, don't forget that I'm asleep
Love, I can't hide but it's been easier since I said it now
Love, it don't end and I can't see you, baby, it would never be my friend
This is love, this is love and I can see, I can see
Don't you ever go away
Love,[Incomprehensible] you ever go away
you ever go away
Love,[Incomprehensible] you ever go away
ever go away
Here we go
- Album:
- Do To The Beast
- 1965
- Black Love
- What Jail Is Like (ep)
- Gentlemen
- Miscellaneous
- Congregation
- Up In It
- Gentlemen at 21
- Gentlemen (Gentlemen at 21 Deluxe Edition)
- 2014-07-15: Live in London: Electric Ballroom, London, UK
- VISIONS: All Areas, Volume 160
- Musikexpress 0514 - Der Soundtrack zum Heft
- Paste Sampler 137
- The Current Sampler of Music from Sub Pop Records
- Algiers
- What Jail Is Like
- The Rockpalast Sessions
- Somethin’ Hot
- 66