So Much to Say

I did not write this. But…

 

I say my hell is the closet, I’m stuck inside.

Can’t see the light.

And my heaven is a nice house in the sky

Got central heating

And I’m all right.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Can’t see the light.

Keep it locked up inside, don’t talk about it.

Talk about the weather.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Can’t see the light.

Open up my head and let me out, little baby.

‘Cause here we have been standing for a long, long time

Treading trodden trails for a long, long time…

I say my hell is the closet, I’m stuck inside

Can’t see the light.

‘Cause here we have been standing for a long, long time

Treading trodden trails for a long, long time…

 

I find sometimes it’s easy to be myself.

Sometimes I find it’s better to be somebody else.

 

I see you young and soft, oh little baby

little feet, little feet,

little hands little baby

One year of crying and the words creep up inside

creep into your mind, yeah

So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say

so much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say

‘Cause here we have been standing for a long, long time

Treading trodden trails for a long, long time………..

I find sometimes it’s easy to be myself.

Sometimes I find it’s better to be somebody else.

So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say ohh

So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say.

Open up my head and let me out

Little baby.

-DMB

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