Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bruised, artist - Lasse Lindh. Album song You Wake up at Sea Tac, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 25.02.2001
Record label: Labrador
Song language: English
Bruised |
I’ve got my things, I’m good to go You met me at the terminal |
Just one more plane ride and it’s done |
We stood like statues at the gate |
Vacation’s come and gone too late |
There’s so much sun where I’m from |
I had to give it away, had to give you away |
And we spent four days on an Island at your family’s old hotel |
Sometimes perfection can be It can be perfect hell, perfect… |
Hours pass, and she still counts the minutes |
That I am not there, I swear I didn’t mean |
For it to feel like this |
Like every inch of me is bruised, bruised |
And don’t fly fast. |
Oh, pilot can you help me? |
Can you make this last? |
This plane is all I got |
So keep it steady, now |
Cause every inch you see is bruised |
I lace my Chucks, I walk the aisle |
I take my pills, the babies cry |
All I hear is what’s playing through |
The in-flight radio |
Now every word of every song |
I ever heard that made me wanna stay |
Is what’s playing through |
The in-flight radio, and I And I am, finally waking up Hours pass, and she still counts the minutes |
That I am not there, I swear I didn’t mean |
For it to feel like this |
Like every inch of me is bruised, bruised |
Don’t fly fast. |
Oh, pilot can you help me? |
Can you make this last? |
This plane is all I got |
So keep it steady, now |
Cause every inch you see is bruised, yeah |
So read your books, but stay out late |
Some nights, some nights, and don’t think |
That you can’t stop by the bar |
You haven’t shown your face here since the bad news |
Well I’m here till close, with fingers crossed |
Each night cause your place isn’t far |
And hours pass, and hours pass, yeah, yeah… |
Yeah, yeah, she still counts the minutes |
That I am not there, I swear I didn’t mean |
For it to feel like this |
Like every inch of me is bruised, bruised |
And don’t fly fast. |
Oh, pilot can you help me? |
Can you make this last? |
This plane is all I got |
So keep it steady, now |
Cause every inch you see is bruised, bruised, bruised |