Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Spilling, artist -Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Song language: English
Spilling |
| Here we sit, you’d a thought |
| That a bomb made of books and clothes and pocket things |
| Had blown in my apartment |
| Me and my guitar |
| Oh how we’ve gone very far |
| And now we’re seated at the bar |
| To drink what she is pouring |
| Sometimes when she pours me to the top |
| I think that I might be spilling |
| Sometimes when I think that she won’t stop |
| I just hope she doesn’t willing |
| Armoured yellow pads |
| No. 2's and battle plans |
| All my maps are in my hands |
| But I’m still lost |
| Dream in colorfast |
| Like running past a photograph |
| Catch the moment if you can |
| Before it’s gone |
| Sometimes when she pours me to the top |
| I think that I might be spilling |
| Sometimes when I think that she won’t stop |
| I just hope she does it over and over |