If She's Torn

Tindersticks

Composición de: Alasdair Macaulay/Dickon Hinchliffe
If I could tell you now
Tell you how I feel 
Is that so hard
When I saw you 
There's so much to leave 
There's so much to carry around 

Gonna sit now 
Gonna sit and watch the night fall
There's nothing more 
It takes your breath away 
Its all for you
There's so much to carry around 

Chorus:

But if she's torn
Pull another stitch from me
Give her what she needs and
Pull another stitch from me 

It doesn't even stir now
No modestly
You just perform 
You cannot burst for joy 
It just takes toil
Hard work and toil 

Can't tell her how I feel 
When all you've got is company 
You're sweating now
And pouring down your brow
There's nothing here at all
There's only you
There's so much to carry around 

Chorus 

If I could tell you now 
Tell you how I feel
And pull in con after con
Just to hear you breathe
There's so much to leave
There's so much to carry around 

Can't feel any better now
Let your children crawl all over me
Like I need to prove I don't deserve you 
Anyhow
There's so much to leave
There's so much to carry around 

Chorus
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