Fingerprints

If heaven is a place upon your skin
That I may have touched from without to within
Then dust yourself of fingerprints and grin
And grin

We don't have to stay
With these people whose ideas
Are just what other people say

We can walk away
From these feelings that are filling up
Our lives with daze

And I guess that I've been singing all my life
Well that's right
And that is fine

I've been spending all your money and your time
Well that's right
And that is fine

'Cause I don't have to stay
With these feelings that are filling up
My life with daze

I can walk away
From these people whose ideas
Are just what other people say

Again, and again

And the crowd that is gathered is confused
They're all trembling inside solitude
We've got nothing left to use
We've got all the bullets
But there's no one left to shoot

We can't walk away
From these feelings that are filling up
our lives with daze

We may have to stay
with these people whose ideas
are just what other people say

Again, and again

But if heaven is a place upon your skin
That I may have touched from without to within
Will then dust yourself of fingerprints and grin
And grin
And grin

I guess that I've been singing all my life
Well that's right
And that is fine

I've been spending all your money and your time
Well that's right
And that is fine



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Alexander Jobson, John Harold Arnold Bramwell, Andrew Peter Hargreaves
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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