Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Oh Yes, artist - Fatherson. Album song Sum of All Your Parts, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 13.09.2018
Record label: Easy Life
Song language: English
Oh Yes |
| I’m sorry I dropped you, I’m sorry I did |
| Black eyes and blue jeans in the garden |
| At the edge of Summer |
| I don’t want to lose ya |
| But you’re making it hard, so hard |
| With nothing to cling to |
| You’re out on your own |
| Ageless at the bottom of the garden |
| At the edge of Summer |
| I don’t want to lose ya |
| But you’re making me try, so hard |
| This is a warning |
| This is a warning |
| This is a warning |
| For everyone who feels like |
| They’re living with their eyes shut |
| Tripping over eggshells |
| And trying their best |
| This is a warning |
| This is a warning |
| This is a warning |
| I watch how the sun moves |
| When it comes in too close |
| I sat at the bottom of the garden |
| At the edge of Summer |
| I don’t want to lose ya |
| But you’re making me try, so hard |
| This is a warning |
| This is a warning |
| This is a warning |
| For everyone who feels like |
| They’re living with their eyes shut |
| Tripping over eggshells |
| And trying their best |
| This is a warning |
| This is a warning |
| This is a warning |
| [If the sun didn’t set today |
| Would tomorrow still be yesterday? |
| I wrote a Hemingway along your spine |
| It read profanity, Biro pens that I wrote poems with |
| I swallowed so they’d never tell my secret, sweet and very strange |
| I was never raised properly just a slob behind a property with a lot to say |
| For a time that might not be his head |
| The laughing spot as if I hid |
| The cold the only thing in the know the villages I filled with |
| Facts and things in Saturday known in scribbled ink |
| Provided that they were known to make clearly |
| I got a good job that might be easier than that other work] |
| When the Summer is over |
| We had nothing to show |
| Black eyes in the garden |
| For everyone who feels like |
| They’re living with their eyes shut |
| Tripping over eggshells |
| And trying their best |
| This is a warning |
| This is a warning |
| This is a warning |
| For everyone who feels like |
| They’re living with their eyes shut |
| Tripping over eggshells |
| And trying their best |
| When the Summer was over |
| We had nothing to show |
| Black eyes in the garden |
| And no where to go |