"Lived In Vain" lyrics
"Lived In Vain"
Waking with a crowded head
From nightmares of drinking
So I don't believe in every dream
Or everything I'm thinking
Hey can't you see just a little bit before you leave
Hey can't you leave a little taste just for me
It's not easy to explain
A life you think is lived in vain
Like a twisted wind that's bearing down
That rearranges
Blowing through these prison bars
Of our imaginary cages
Hey can't you see just a little bit before you leave
Hey can't you leave a little taste just for me
It's not easy to explain
A life you think is lived in vain
Waiting for my second spring
Where I'm connecting everything
No fixed address or destination
No more lines of separation
Where only love
Only love
Only love
And love is real
Nothing's bad and nothing's good and nothing changes
Day by day one by one I just turn the pages
Hey can't you leave just a little light to shine on me
Hey can't you leave a little light so I can see
It's not easy to explain
A life you think is lived in vain
Thanks to Tashia Small for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Michael Georgiades, Colin James Hay
- AZLyrics
- C
- Colin Hay Lyrics
album:
"Next Year People" (2015)
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