"Sublimated In Song" lyrics
"Sublimated In Song"
Sublimated in song
I long to be reconciled with you
Now where we belong
I'm talking like a child for you
And every day would be like a holiday
And what ya wanna tell me to be
I'd do anything you say
Disappear into the crowd
I wanna be allowed to do
Standing here in a cloud
I'm so proud of you baby
And every time I see ya
Will be like the first
And every time I leave ya
Will be like the worst
Sublimated in song
I long to be reconciled with you
Now where we belong
I'm talking like a child for you
And every time I see ya
Will be like the first
And every time I leave ya
Will be like the worst
And what ya wanna tell me to be
I'd do anything you say
And every day would be like a holiday
Writer(s): Tim Guy Gerard Powles, Steve Kilbey, Jeffrey Cain, Ian Haug, Ashley Naylor
- AZLyrics
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- The Church Lyrics
album:
"Eros Zeta And The Perfumed Guitars" (2024)
Music From The Ghost Hotel
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