Crosby Geraght Noonan
I'll finish this jigsaw
I'll find the pieces behind the couch
I dream we were slowdancing
I dream I knew your name
Between sleep and waking we're drinking flavoured vodka in bed
And when I wake
I'm all the
King's horses and all
King's men
I make wild laughing rivers from streams
Above white water noise no-one can hear my screams
I threw my eyes to heaven and
I asked for a sign
They said
I can get back my yesterday if
I cross the date line
But I'm sick of all this hope
Sometimes the stars are not enough
I'm sick of all this hope
Sometimes the stars are too much
I make wild laughing rivers from streams
Above white water noise no-one can hear my screams
