Lyrics Play - Brian Protheroe

Play

Play to fill the idle day
Wait for something else to say
Clutching as we stumble over
Every rhyme
Counting the lines
by desire
Can I make through the fire
Or will I be over on the other side
Holding my pride?
Sorry,
Oh dear, you’ve taken all my
And I’ve got to start again
Sorry,
Oh dear, you’ve taken all my
And I’ve got to start again
Play to fill the idle day
Wait for something else to say
Touching as we tumble over
Every wave
Lost in the play