my baby you

James Blunt - Carry You Home

Trouble is her only friend and he's back again.
Makes her body older than it really is.
She says it's high time she went away,
No one's got much to say in this town.
Trouble is the only way is down.
Down, down.
As strong as you were, tender you go.
I'm watching you breathing for the last time.
A song for your heart, but when it is quiet,
I know what it means and I'll carry you home.
I'll carry you home.
If she had wings she would fly away,
And another day God will give her some.
Trouble is the only way is down.
Down, down.
As strong as you were, tender you go.
I'm watching you breathing for the last time.
A song for your heart, but when it is quiet,
I know what it means and I'll carry you home.
I'll carry you home.
And they were all born pretty in New York City tonight,
And someone's little girl was taken from the world tonight,
Under the Stars and Stripes.
As strong as you were, tender you go.
I'm watching you breathing for the last time.
A song for your heart, but when it is quiet,
I know what it means and I'll carry you home.
I'll carry you home.

Father and Son

James Arthur - Supposed

I should've known better
Than to ever
Look to heaven questioning
Whether I've found it
Put it up, sounded
Better than it looked
Now I'm your friend
Yea, yea
I'm stuck in this dead end

And all these words, they come too late
You could never compensate
For this pain oh

I should've said it all when I was close to you
I should've said it all when I was close to you
Like I was supposed to do
Like I was supposed to do

I should've known better than to be pacified
Now you just pass me by
I'm stumbling through this life like a man with no sight
No sight
Yea, oh
Like a man that lost his fight

And all these words, they come too late
You could never compensate
For this pain

I should've said it all when I was close to you
I should've said it all when I was close to you
Like I was supposed to do
Like I was supposed to do

It's too late
The hands of fate
Oh the hands of fate yea
Just won't wait
No, it just won't wait
No, it just won't wait
Help me change
Help me change, help me change
It's too late
The hands of fate
Just won't wait
No, it just won't wait
No, it just won't wait
Help me change
Help me change, help me change

I should've said it all when I was close to you
I should've said it all when I was close to you
Like I was supposed to do
Like I was supposed to do

Oh like I was supposed to do

My spirit flies to you

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