She Scare Me
Well if I stand and talk too long I'll make a dick of myself
Oh yeah I swear I'm not like this when I'm with anyone else
You see I haven't got the looks the patience even the wealth
But I've got so much I could tell if I could get my words out oh yeah
Come on over I won't say much
We'll get closer somehow too far too far too far
Come on over I want your touch
We'll get closer somehow too far too far too far
My left is right my up is down my head's in the clouds
You see and every word's an effort I'm getting lost in the crowd
I've got so much I want to say but I'm too much of a coward
So I'll put my headphones on and turn my theme tune up loud oh yeah
Come on over I won't say much
We'll get closer somehow too far too far too far
Come on over I want your touch
We'll get closer somehow too far too far too far
Now I'm sitting in the dark I'm trying to figure it out
Well if I drink a little less will I still look like a clown
But if sober me's a mute and the drunk one is drowned
I guess I'd better find a me to make your walls come down oh yeah
Come on over I won't say much
We'll get closer somehow too far too far too far
Come on over I want your touch
We'll get closer somehow too far too far too far
Oh yeah I swear I'm not like this when I'm with anyone else
You see I haven't got the looks the patience even the wealth
But I've got so much I could tell if I could get my words out oh yeah
Come on over I won't say much
We'll get closer somehow too far too far too far
Come on over I want your touch
We'll get closer somehow too far too far too far
My left is right my up is down my head's in the clouds
You see and every word's an effort I'm getting lost in the crowd
I've got so much I want to say but I'm too much of a coward
So I'll put my headphones on and turn my theme tune up loud oh yeah
Come on over I won't say much
We'll get closer somehow too far too far too far
Come on over I want your touch
We'll get closer somehow too far too far too far
Now I'm sitting in the dark I'm trying to figure it out
Well if I drink a little less will I still look like a clown
But if sober me's a mute and the drunk one is drowned
I guess I'd better find a me to make your walls come down oh yeah
Come on over I won't say much
We'll get closer somehow too far too far too far
Come on over I want your touch
We'll get closer somehow too far too far too far
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Writer(s): Ian Clayton
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