Kris Delmhorst Lyrics
Kris Delmhorst Lyrics
"You're No Train Lyrics"
Time For Tears Lyrics
Time for Tears - Caught in fire Time for Dreams - Freed from the flames Betray your roots
Well a train blows a whistle before it pulls away,
But no word or warning do you say.
one minute right beside me, another you’re a thousand miles away.
Well I felt such a shaking and I heard such
And I swore we were moving fast enough to blur.
then I opened up my eyes and found that we’re right back where we were.
Baby you’re no train, you’re the track.
Always running away, alwa
baby you’re no train, you’re the steam blowing by.
How I longed for the journey, and those far distant lands,
I believed all your promises and plans.
Now I’m standing at the st
Baby you’re no train, you’re the track.
Always running away and running back.
Baby you’re no train, you’re the silence behind.
So roll on.
Time for Tears - Caught in fire Time for Dreams - Freed from the flames Betray your roots
Well a train blows a whistle before it pulls away,
But no word or warning do you say.
one minute right beside me, another you’re a thousand miles away.
Well I felt such a shaking and I heard such
Until The World Lyrics
I lose myself to find in me The way it really ought to be It's hard to say I love you It's ha
a whirrI lose myself to find in me The way it really ought to be It's hard to say I love you It's ha
And I swore we were moving fast enough to blur.
then I opened up my eyes and found that we’re right back where we were.
Baby you’re no train, you’re the track.
Always running away, alwa
Head of Septa, Nose of Me Lyrics
i know. i could have been dead. my nose swelled up to the size of my head. the fucking gate
s running back.i know. i could have been dead. my nose swelled up to the size of my head. the fucking gate
baby you’re no train, you’re the steam blowing by.
How I longed for the journey, and those far distant lands,
I believed all your promises and plans.
Now I’m standing at the st
Survival Lyrics
(Latimer) Performed by the orchestra
tion with a lonely ticket in my hand.(Latimer) Performed by the orchestra
Baby you’re no train, you’re the track.
Always running away and running back.
Baby you’re no train, you’re the silence behind.
So roll on.