Damien Rice – Grey Room scritto da admin 21 Gennaio 2016 Well I’ve been here before Sat on the floor in a grey, grey room Where I stay in all day I don’t eat, but I play with this grey, grey food Desole, if someone is prayin’ then I might break out Desole, even if I scream I can’t scream that loud I’m all alone again Crawling back home again Stuck by the phone again Well I’ve been here before Sat on a floor in a grey, grey mood Where I stay up all night And all that I write is a grey, grey tune So pray for me child, just for a while That I might break out, yeah Pray for me child Even a smile would do for now ‘Cause I’m all alone again Crawling back home again Stuck by the phone again Have I still got you to be my open door? Have I still got you to be my sandy shore? Have I still got you to cross my bridge in this storm? Have I still got you to keep me warm? If I squeeze my grape and I drink my wine, yeah If I squeeze my grape and I drink my wine Oh ‘cause nothing is lost, it’s just frozen in frost And it’s opening time, there’s no-one in line But I’ve still got me to be your open door I’ve still got me to be your sandy shore I’ve still got me to cross your bridge in this storm And I’ve still got me to keep you warm Warmer than warm, yeah Warmer than warm, yeah Warmer than warm, yeah Warmer than warm, yeah