User talk:EL 09 17 93 BRIGHTFIELD

All this talk of getting old It's getting me down, my love Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown This time I'm coming down

And I hope you're thinking of me As you lay down on your side Now the drugs don't work They just make you worse But I know I'll see your face again

Now the drugs don't work They just make you worse But I know I'll see your face again

But I know I'm on a losing streak As I pass down by your street And if you wanna show, then just let me know And I'll sing in your ear again Now the drugs don't work They just make you worse But I know I'll see your face again

'Cause baby, oh If heaven falls, I'm coming too Just like you said If you leave my life, I'm better off dead

All this talk of getting old It's getting me down, my Lord Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown This time I'm coming down Now the drugs don't work They just make you worse But I know I'll see your face again

'Cause baby, oh If heaven falls, I'm coming too Just like you said If you leave my life, I'm better off dead But if you wanna show Then just let me know And I'll sing in your ear again Now the drugs don't work They just make you worse But I know I'll see your face again

Yeah, I know I'll see your face again Yeah, I know I'll see your face again Yeah, I know I'll see your face again, oh, Lord Yeah, I know I'll see your face again, oh, Lord

I'm never coming down now, I'm never coming down No more, no more, no more, no more, no more

I'm never coming down now, I'm never coming down No more, no more, no more, no more, no more

I'm never coming down now, I'm never coming down No more, no more, no more, no more, no more

I'm never coming down now, I'm never coming down No more, no more, no more, no more, no more

I'm never coming down now, I'm never coming down No more, no more, no more, no more, no more, no more