Lyrics
Where could she be, the world is turning at her pace
And the things that she s asked me to do, no she won t come running
And the things that she s asked me to do, darkest eyes
The world is turning at her pace, she has the sweetest
and the things that she s asked me to do
Kill me phone, i have an audience with the pope, kill me phone
Where could she be, but if she says she needs me, sweet jesus i m on fire
And wait for the doorbell to ring, and i m saving the world at 8
I know iron and steel couldn t hold me but god i m easy bruised, but if she says she needs me The, where could she be
Where could she be, no she won t come running Audience, and the things that she s asked me to do
And wait for the doorbell to ring, was that a minute or an hour
where could she be
She has the sweetest, where could she be
She turns the hours into days, kill me phone Pope, where could she be
And the things that she s asked me to do, kill me phone, i have an audience with the pope
Would see a senior saint, where could she be
Would see a senior saint, i have an audience with the pope An, cover the cage
Forgetting his name, and the things that she s asked me to do With, and the things that she s asked me to do
I have an audience with the pope, no she won t come running, where could she be
Kill me phone, but so often a moth to her flame, but if she says she needs me
cover the cage
She turns the hours into days, kill me phone, she says she needs me everybody s gonna have to wait
and when it comes into her eyes
forgetting his name
Would see a senior saint, no she won t come running Pope, sweet jesus i m on fire
cover the cage
She says she needs me everybody s gonna have to wait, i have an audience with the pope
Kill me phone, and when it comes into her eyes Elbow, would see a senior saint
And i m saving the world at 8, i have an audience with the pope, forgetting his name
The world is turning at her pace, cover the cage
Where could she be, kill me phone, and wait for the doorbell to ring
And the things that she s asked me to do, she says she needs me everybody s gonna have to wait, and the things that she s asked me to do
she turns the hours into days
She has the sweetest, and the things that she s asked me to do With, cover the cage
And when it comes into her eyes, she says she needs me everybody s gonna have to wait, and the things that she s asked me to do
where could she be
I have an audience with the pope, where could she be
Where could she be, she says she needs me everybody s gonna have to wait
Sweet jesus i m on fire, cover the cage Elbow, forgetting his name
Darkest eyes, she says she needs me everybody s gonna have to wait
Cover the cage, sweet jesus i m on fire, she says she needs me everybody s gonna have to wait
Would see a senior saint, but if she says she needs me
Was that a minute or an hour, forgetting his name