Bell X1 - Light Catches Your Face lyrics
[Bell X1 - Light Catches Your Face lyrics]
A dog-eared Disprin in your handbag
A gathering of crumbs and twenty fags
I'd steal some chewing gum, a few stray coins
I'm sure you noticed but didn't much mind
H oh and so it goes
H oh
Here I am, in the condiment aisle
I'm worried about my basil from
Israel and new world wine
I need to lose these poses, reset my charms
To when I left the factory in your arms
Singing h oh h oh
And so it goes
The words on the page start to swim
As light catches your face and you're smiling
This must be what all the fuss is about
H oh h oh
H oh
You're trying to talk to me
All grateful and smiles
I'm glued to the TV, giving one-word replies
It's small and shameful, it's a poor show
Beat myself up on the way home
And go crying to my girl
And so it goes yeah, so it goes
Yeah, so it goes
The words on the page start to swim
As light catches your face and you're smiling
This must be what all the fuss is about
The words on the page start to swim
As light catches your face and you're smiling
This must be what all the fuss is about
A gathering of crumbs and twenty fags
I'd steal some chewing gum, a few stray coins
I'm sure you noticed but didn't much mind
H oh and so it goes
H oh
Here I am, in the condiment aisle
I'm worried about my basil from
Israel and new world wine
I need to lose these poses, reset my charms
To when I left the factory in your arms
Singing h oh h oh
And so it goes
The words on the page start to swim
As light catches your face and you're smiling
This must be what all the fuss is about
H oh h oh
H oh
You're trying to talk to me
All grateful and smiles
I'm glued to the TV, giving one-word replies
It's small and shameful, it's a poor show
Beat myself up on the way home
And go crying to my girl
And so it goes yeah, so it goes
Yeah, so it goes
The words on the page start to swim
As light catches your face and you're smiling
This must be what all the fuss is about
The words on the page start to swim
As light catches your face and you're smiling
This must be what all the fuss is about