"Tap At My Window" lyrics

"Tap At My Window"

He taps at my window,
Willing that I'll let him in.
I don't think I will though
My heart's taken I won't tell him again.

Maybe I'll write him a story and maybe I'll fall asleep in his arms.
Maybe I'll wake up lonely and fallen away again
Until you calm me down,
I'll race around this town.

Trying to find
Oh an emotion you cannot deny.
I will not have him treat me this way.

And Mother I blame you with every inch of the being you gave,
For I have become you and I know every part of your game.
And Father I love you, but how can you watch as I push her away.
I cannot forgive you for bringing me up this way.

Maybe I'll write them a story and maybe I'll fall asleep in his arms.
Maybe I'll wake up lonely and fallen away again
Until you calm me down,
I'll race around this town.
Until you calm me down,
I'll race around this town.

Trying to find
Oh an emotion you cannot deny.
I will not have them treat me this way.

So tap at my window
Maybe I might let you in.
I don't think I will though
My heart's taken I won't tell you again.


Writer(s): Laura Marling
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