Ian Brown - Whispers lyrics
[Ian Brown - Whispers lyrics]
You're waking in the morning
Spent the night trying to bond with the moon
She never loved you just a whole wild, two
Scene, chopped up, split'screen
Dream machine
An alibi for love's young dream
I hear a lot of rumours
I hear a lot of stone cold rumours
I hear a lot of whispers
I hear a lot of easy talking, given whispers
About you
She only wanted you
For what you could do to get
Her picture in a Sunday magazine
She's just a whole wild, two
Scene, chopped up, split'screen
Dream machine
An alibi for love's young dream
I hear a lot of rumours
I hear a lot of stone cold rumours
I hear a lot of whispers
I hear a lot of easy talking, given whispers
About you
(I hear a lot of rumours
I hear a lot of stone cold rumours
I hear a lot of whispers
I hear a lot of easy talking, given whispers)
What a pleasure it is to receive
And what a God given gift is
The air that we breathe
I hear a lot of rumours
I hear a lot of stone cold rumours
I hear a lot of rumours
I hear a lot of whispers
I hear a lot of rumours
I hear a lot of whispers
(and they're all about you)
I hear a lot of rumours
I hear a lot of whispers
(and they're all about you)
I hear a lot of rumours
I hear a lot of whispers
(and they're all about you)
Spent the night trying to bond with the moon
She never loved you just a whole wild, two
Scene, chopped up, split'screen
Dream machine
An alibi for love's young dream
I hear a lot of rumours
I hear a lot of stone cold rumours
I hear a lot of whispers
I hear a lot of easy talking, given whispers
About you
She only wanted you
For what you could do to get
Her picture in a Sunday magazine
She's just a whole wild, two
Scene, chopped up, split'screen
Dream machine
An alibi for love's young dream
I hear a lot of rumours
I hear a lot of stone cold rumours
I hear a lot of whispers
I hear a lot of easy talking, given whispers
About you
(I hear a lot of rumours
I hear a lot of stone cold rumours
I hear a lot of whispers
I hear a lot of easy talking, given whispers)
What a pleasure it is to receive
And what a God given gift is
The air that we breathe
I hear a lot of rumours
I hear a lot of stone cold rumours
I hear a lot of rumours
I hear a lot of whispers
I hear a lot of rumours
I hear a lot of whispers
(and they're all about you)
I hear a lot of rumours
I hear a lot of whispers
(and they're all about you)
I hear a lot of rumours
I hear a lot of whispers
(and they're all about you)