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Paroles Damien Rice Sand lyrics

You keep me in a glass jar sealed with a label

You think you know my world

Wake up young girl,

Take a thrust of love, if you must now

you've got a lot to learn

My love, my life, my work, my time

I give them all to you

Your hand in mine we walk, we talk in ryhme

We go the whole night through



I'm not a grain of sand

I don't care what's written in your hand

It's bound to change



Sore, bored, and I'm lost, cost, cold

Getting older

Wrap it up, rip it up now

Have it sold

I'm a grower

Any more, any more, any more, any more...

I wanna be with you

Just wanna be with you



But you tease me

And it shows in the way that you play

You think you know my love

Wake up young girl

And take a taste

Not a bite, not a bite of a life now

Can tell you never come, yeah well

My will, my mind

My lips, my lines

I've got them all over you



Your taste combined

With all the years of wasting time

I've got a hold on something new

I'm not a grain of sand

I don't care what's written in your hand

Cause it's bound to change



So I'm bored, and I'm lost, cost, cold

Getting older

Buy the book, rip it up now

Have it sold, I'm a grower

Any more, any more, any more, any more

I wanna be with you

Just wanna be with you

I don't wanna pray for what is not right

And I don't wanna beg for what is not mine

I don't wanna rock the road between dreams and worldly things

I could charge, and I could really try

But I don't wanna be the brave one

In a senseless fight

I, I, I just wanna be here tonight



Sore, bored, and I'm lost, cost, cold

Getting older

Wrap it up, rip it up now

Have it sold, I'm a grower

Any more, any more, any more, any more

I wanna be with you Just wanna be with you



Sore, bored, and I'm lost, cost, cold

Getting older

Buy the book, rip it up now

Have it sold, I'm a grower

Any more, any more, any more, any more



You keep me in a glass jar sealed with a label

You think you know my world

Wake up young girl