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Head In The Clouds - The Beths
Composed by：Elizabeth Stokes/Jonathan Pearce/Benjamin Sinclair/Tristan Deck
I could be on my knees
Giving it my best defence
Praying for it not to end
If it went differently
We could be the finest friends
Faithful in the realest sense
But there's no soft white light
No one listening to me at night
Is this goodbye
I'm stuck waiting for a sign
At the scene of the crime
It's a pain in the heart
Clean the blood from your shirt
Yeah your head's in the clouds
But your soul's in the dirt
So you try to see god
But he isn't at work
Will you come down
Come down come down to earth
Suddenly I can see
Oh the way it's always been
Vicious with a rosy tint
Is it a wasted dream
If I could maybe climb that hill
It would take a miracle
But there's no soft white light
No one listening to me at night
Call it goodbye
I'm stuck waiting for a sign
At the scene of the crime
It's a pain in the heart
Clean the blood from your shirt
Yeah your head's in the clouds
But your soul's in the dirt
So you try to see god
But he isn't at work
Will you come down
Come down come down to earth
Come down to earth
It's a pain in the heart
Leaves a scar every time
You can scream at the void
But it never replies
I just want to know
What is sticking round worth
What a comedown comedown comedown
It's a pain in the heart
Clean the blood from your shirt
Yeah your head's in the clouds
But your soul's in the dirt
So you try to see god
But he isn't at work
Will you come down
Come down come down to earth
