Richard Ashcroft - She Brings Me The Music

Just walking the street, and what do I find People walking in the wrong way Grab something to eat, praying to her Baby some day, somewhere She brings me the music, and I am slowly falling down again She brings me the music, and my feet won’t touch the ground, oh again Ah, logic can't prove it, and I don’t know where I am bound She brings me the music And now I’m floating in her sound, and now I’m floating in her sound I love this town, but I’m flying home You know I take a little on my way Well boys, it’s been sweet Love and death – we deal with our shit in our own ways She brings me the music And I am slowly falling in her grace Man she don’t prove it She just walks in a room, you just see her face She brings me the music And I am slowly falling down again She don’t have to prove it ‘Cause I’m falling in her sound And I am a-falling in her sound And I’m a-falling, falling, oh baby For you, falling, falling, oh baby Just a calling you, calling you, oh baby I’m a calling, calling you, oh yeah Oh I’m a calling you, calling you, oh baby I’m just calling you, calling you oh baby I’m just calling you calling you, all night I’m just a-calling, calling Through the darkness, I’m a calling you calling you Oh bring me home I’m a calling you calling you, bring me home I know I’m calling for you Now bring me home Take me home, take me home, take me home, take me home Take me home, take me home, take me home, take me home Take me home, take me home, take me home, take me home Take me home, take me home Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Yeah – oh yeah