Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Medicine , by - The Sundays. Song from the album Blind, in the genre ПопRelease date: 04.10.1992
Record label: Parlophone
Song language: English
Medicine |
| Dig down to the earth here outside |
| Lose my mind here any day now |
| Don’t be sad, we’re only half way there |
| O no, that’s what I call home |
| You remember the hills we slithered down |
| «I'm not going anywhere» |
| You lied |
| Hell on my own |
| Hell here on my own |
| And don’t go imagining that time is medicine |
| Mark those days and swallow your pills |
| Proud of my wise head on young shoulders |
| Too bad there was nothing there at all |
| Hell on my own |
| Hell here on my own |
| And it was such a really cold hand |
| I held as the wind sighed |
| «I'm not going & how could I lie?» |
| Just be glad there’s no way back there |
| I need another look at before |
| Though heaven knows how I’d ever |
| Make my way back there |
| And I need another look at before |
| Although heaven knows how I’d ever |
| Make my way back there |
| Though I know it’s hopeless |
| And I realise it’s nowhere |
| Hell here on my own |