Lyrics You Can't Win For losing - Arthur Adams

You Can't Win For losing

I look around and I know that everyone in here
Has felt the warmth of Dawson
I look around and I know that we’ll be cold and full of disappointment
When he goes away
It’s so hard just to say goodbye
If I could open up I think I just might cry
'Cause I’m losing my best friend
Feels like I’m losing both my arms
I don’t want you to go, but I know you have to
If you’re losing sleep in Aberdeen
I’m only a phone call away
You’ll find comfort in the memories
That I’ll relay
Those were the days
Those were the days we’ll say
Those were the days
Those were the days we’ll say
Those were the days
Now listen carefully I need you to live by these words
Let it circulate through your veins
Head up, chest out now
And after all this important guy
I think its finally my turn to give you some important advice
Now you’re not scared but you will be when you’re lonely
And I’ll be there in a blink of an eye
Any time of the night when you need some conversation
I’m you’re main man
And you know you can always count on me to be awake at 3
And I’ll probably be thinking about the same old shit that you see
And if it wasn’t for this gentle bear I don’t think I’d be here
I can barely speak through tears 'cause when I’m low who can lift me?
Oh I don’t know upon a guess
I say he’s got a gift
'Cause he can always shift time and make it swift
Turn a heart ache into milkshake,
Turn a bad taste into a sweet taste
That’s why I don’t want you to go, but I know you have to
If you’re losing sleep in Aberdeen
I’m only a phone call away
You’ll find comfort in the memories
That I’ll relay
Those were the days
Those were the days we’ll say
Those were the days
Those were the days we’ll say
Those were the days
Even though you’ve got a million best friends
I don’t want the label I just want your presence
And these words on my wrist will apply till the end,
I see you as a brother just as much as a best friend
So I will fight the deeper urge to say «Come home»
'Cause I know you have to go, I know you have to go
And when you cross those Scottish borders
Mark my words they’ll be locking up their daughters
And they’ll all be singing, they’ll all be singing
Oh oh oh my god oh oh it’s Michael Dawson
If you’re losing sleep in Aberdeen, I’m only a phone call away
We’ll find comfort in the memories, that I’ll relay
Those were the days
Those were the days we’ll say
Those were the days
Those were the days we’ll say
Those were the days
Those were the days we’ll say
Those were the days