Lyrics Got A Suitcase, Got Regrets - Tom McRae

Got A Suitcase, Got Regrets

Change the locks on the door
Put out the light in the hall
I do not live here anymore
Put the world in a box
Turn the sign to the street
Aim for where the horizon and blue skies meet
But all I know is
I’m not ready yet
For the light to dim
Got a suitcase, got regrets
But I’m hopeful yet
I’ve been a gifted thief
Stole everything for the cause
I never had fingers as light as yours
So wake up pretty girl
See the hope in small things
Disappointment can wear you thin
But all I know is
I’m not ready yet
For the light to dim
Got a suitcase, got regrets
But I’m hopeful yet
And I’ll raise this glass of wine
And I’ll say your name
So let’s be killers babe
Make the great escape
From all the bitter words
Of every crowded street and empty heart
It’s Christmas day
Brooklyn in the rain
But I am safe inside a better world of hope and memory
Drunk on velvet wine
The Southern Cross for light
Deal your cards and hope that I can play a better hand this time