- Album Intro
- Lyrics
- Album list
Lisa Hannigan
-
Paper House
Your heart sings like a kettle and your words, they boil away like steam. A lie burns long while the truth bites quick, a heart is built for both it seems. You are lonely as a church, despite the queuing out your door. I am empty as a promise, no more.
When the time comes, and rights have been read, I think of you often but for once I meant what I said.
I was salted by your hunger, now you've gone and lost your appetite and a little bird is every bit as handy in a fight. I am lonely as a memory Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com despite the gathering round the fire. Aren't you every bird on every wire?
When the time comes, and rights have been read, I think of you often but for once I meant what I said. Here I stay, I lay me down, in a house by the Hill. Dug from the rubble, cut from the kill. Here I stay, I lay me down, in a house by the Hill. Dug from the rubble, cut from the kill. Dug from the rubble, cut from the kill. Dug from the rubble, cut from the kill.
-
|