Papa

You don't have much time left so

Let's use up what we got

Yeah it's on days like this I

Wish we believed in god

You're lookin back at your life

I'm looking forward at mine

It's true but it don't make sense

That we're both running out time

Remember Thomas The Tank Engine

And the sips of gin

On a jet-lagged winter night

Remember the way you drove

Those London roads

Had to hold on for my life

You were like fee fo fum coming up the stairs

We'd laugh me and Jack saying Papa I'm scared

Now I'm really scared

You talk just like the old you

And then you start to cough

I'm tryin to be strong but

It's obvious I'm not

You're lookin back at your life

I'm looking forward at mine

It's true but it don't make sense

That we're both running out time

Remember Thomas the tank engine

And the sips of gin

On a jet-lagged winter night

Remember the way you drove

Those London roads

Had to hold on for my life

You were like fee fo fum coming up the stairs

We'd laugh me and Jack saying Papa I'm scared

But Now I'm really scared

Jo I'm in Buckley ward I think room 8

And I'm really knackered and I really want to go to bed

Love is remember Thomas the tank engine

And the sips of gin

On a jet-lagged winter night

Remember the way you drove

Those London roads

Had to hold on for my life

You were like fee fo fum coming up the stairs

We'd laugh me and Jack saying Papa I'm scared

Now I'm really scared

Ok I'll speak to you perhaps tomorrow morning

Ok I loves you darling