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Talk To You

 

 

Talk To You

Text und Musik: Sam Fender

erschienen als Single und auf dem Album People Watching von Sam Fender

 

When my face has all changed from the cruelty of age, I′ll still miss ya

In a dream, you forgave me, and I almost did it myself 'til I woke back up

I′m always procrastinatin', evadin' the job of going through them boxes in the attic

As long as they′re in the dark, there′s a flickering spark we'd repair

 

Just wanna talk to you

Wanna talk with my best friend

Wanna let go of everything that I carry

Wanna shoulder some of yours instead

I wanna hurt with you

Hurt with somebody who understands

Have the strength to truly like myself

And have the love to take someone′s hand

 

I was down in the Low Lights, gettin' hounded by moths and dickheads

Your uncle came in, I geared up for one on the nose

He was sombre and kind as I self-flagellated and grovelled

Told me to come back, but I cheated, and it′s over

Shrinks somehow link it all back to my upbringing

But I don't want an excuse for my mess

 

I just wanna talk to you

Wanna talk with my best friend

Wanna let go of everything that I carry

Wanna shoulder some of yours instead

I wanna hurt with you

Hurt with somebody who understands

Have the strength to truly like myself

And have the love to take someone′s hand

 

I wanna talk to you

I wanna talk to you

Oh, I just wanna talk to you

Only wanna talk to you

Only wanna talk to you

Only wanna talk to you, talk to you

outro

Seven years wrapped in youth's great love

Picked me up and sucked the cancer from my bones

Your old man loved me like a son he never had

And I ate him outta house and home

I had luck, and I will never stop learning

My failures are my prized possessions

I don't deserve to talk to you

But I hope that I can root for you

Give ′em hell back