Another sleepless night
I've got the window open
But I'm not free
And though I'm wide awake
I dream of where I'm not
And who I can't be
I pour another drink and laugh
You always said I drink too much
You never thought to think
That it's the one thing my lips still touch
In this exile I have four walls and a clock radio
That only plays sad songs as I sit and wonder where the time goes
This is Elba and I want to go home
You packed your life in 12 boxes
And faded out, left the room
I watched you melt like snow but I still hear your voice
And smell your perfume
You took my books, the cat and my favorite coat
The one with holes
You left the bed where we slept but you stripped the sheets and took my soul
In this exile I have four walls and a clock radio
That only plays sad songs as I sit and wonder where the time goes
This is Elba and I want to go home
Scott Sheridan - Elba Lyrics
Scott Sheridan - Elba Lyrics
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Another sleepless night
I've got the window open
But I'm not free
And though I'm wide awake
I dream of where I'm not
And who I can't be
I pour another drink and laugh
You always said I drink too much
You never thought to think
That it's the one thing my lips still touch
In this exile I have four walls and a clock radio
That only plays sad songs as I sit and wonder where the time goes
This is Elba and I want to go home
You packed your life in 12 boxes
And faded out, left the room
I watched you melt like snow but I still hear your voice
And smell your perfume
You took my books, the cat and my favorite coat
The one with holes
You left the bed where we slept but you stripped the sheets and took my soul
In this exile I have four walls and a clock radio
That only plays sad songs as I sit and wonder where the time goes
This is Elba and I want to go home
I've got the window open
But I'm not free
And though I'm wide awake
I dream of where I'm not
And who I can't be
I pour another drink and laugh
You always said I drink too much
You never thought to think
That it's the one thing my lips still touch
In this exile I have four walls and a clock radio
That only plays sad songs as I sit and wonder where the time goes
This is Elba and I want to go home
You packed your life in 12 boxes
And faded out, left the room
I watched you melt like snow but I still hear your voice
And smell your perfume
You took my books, the cat and my favorite coat
The one with holes
You left the bed where we slept but you stripped the sheets and took my soul
In this exile I have four walls and a clock radio
That only plays sad songs as I sit and wonder where the time goes
This is Elba and I want to go home
Writer: Michael Sheridan
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