Polly Paulusma - The Story of My Life | Текст песни

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• Polly Paulusma
• The Story of My Life

I know you of old, you're the eye at the door of my dreaming

And every failure, each tumble in time, you've observed me unblinking

Every night, you're there

Just like the one before, one before, one before

Why don't you come on in and make yourself at home?

My door is open wide

And if you sit me down and run it back again, the story of my life

Then I might just see where I went wrong

Black-box recorder, you've got it all locked in your memory

Every misguided sideswipe when I was just trying to be friendly

Press yourself against the crack

It's always been ajar

Why don't you come on in and fix yourself a drink?

I've nothing left to hide

And if you sit me down and tell me what you think, the story of my life

Then I might just see where I crashed and burned

How could I get it so wrong?

How could I care for so long?

How could I

Never knowing what was true

This time I'm gonna listen to you, yeah

You're with me again, oh, that calm centered eye of my maelstrom

You're a ribbon of stitch-sky to lift me through turbulent rainstorms

You've seen my all

And still you choose to tag along, tag along, tag along

Why don't you come on in and make yourself at home?

I've nothing left to hide

And if you sit me down and run it back again, the story of my life

Then I might just see where I went wrong