James Morrison – Nobody Knows the Trouble I’ve Seen scritto da admin 20 Gennaio 2016 What a life, a trick of light Then everything returns to the sea You can have whatever you want But are you disciplined enough to be free? Turning love into a chore Promises come cheap, dear reader Another page, another door Follow, follow me I know what I’m here for Hanging on through late December I know what I’m here for Follow, follow me Follow me Moving on, I don’t belong My life turned into a mall Every line is in the song Follow me out of the fall What an actor, what a show Just going through some holy motions The band is sharp, but the singer’s slow Everything must go I know what I’m here for Hanging on through late December I know what I’m here for Follow, follow me Follow me Follow me (x8) Souvenirs, polygraph tests Photographs fresh from the wreck What a poster saint he’ll make In one take, one take I know what I’m here for Hanging on through late December I know what I’m here for Follow, follow me Follow me Follow me (x8)