Grey Room
Well I've been here beforeSat on the floor in a grey grey roomWhere I stay in all dayI 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 againCrawling back home againStuck by the phone again
Well I've been here beforeSat on a floor in a grey grey moodWhere I stay up all nightAnd all that I write is a grey grey tune
So pray for me child, just for a whileThat I might break out yeahPray for me childEven a smile would do for now
'Cause I'm all alone againCrawling back home againStuck by the phone again
Have I still got you to be my open doorHave I still got you to be my sandy shoreHave I still got you to cross my bridge in this stormHave I still got you to keep me warm
If I squeeze my grape then I drink my wine'Cause if I squeeze my grape and I drink my wineOh, '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 shoreI've still got me to cross your bridge in this stormAnd I've still got me to keep you warm
Warmer than warm, yeahWarmer than warm, yeahWarmer than warm, yeahWarmer than warm, yeah