Movies Of Myself
Movies of Myself
Stop me falling down, stop me making movies of myself
Put that old dog down, stop me making movies of myself
Bring the carriage round, get me to the garden of sleep
Make that high gate speak, Perrier out of a paper bag
Looking like a hag
And start giving me something
A love that is longer than a day
Start making my heart sing something that it doesnâ"š¬â"ž¢t want to say
Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m handing it over, Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m saying that youâ"š¬â"ž¢re the only one
Donâ"š¬â"ž¢t run for the border, turn that corner
Already youâ"š¬â"ž¢ve run in movies of myself
Darling donâ"š¬â"ž¢t you ever let me go
Wrap your loving arms around me
While the cold winds blow
Tell me what I really want to know
Cause Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m looking for a reason, a person, a painting
A Saturday Evening Post Edition by Jesus
An old piece of bacon never eaten by Elvis
So Iâ"š¬â"ž¢ll say start giving me something it doesnâ"š¬â"ž¢t want to say
Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m handing it over, Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m singing that youâ"š¬â"ž¢re the only one
Donâ"š¬â"ž¢t run for the border, turn that corner
In movies of myself
Oh Iâ"š¬â"ž¢ve seen it all before in movies of myself