Josh Pyke
Josh Pyke
Josh Pyke
Josh Pyke
Josh Pyke
Josh Pyke & Katy Steele
Josh Pyke
Josh Pyke
Josh Pyke
Josh Pyke
Josh Pyke
Josh Pyke
Josh Pyke
Josh Pyke
I feel your love like a punch in the heart
'Cause every time your near I'm back to the start
And time keeps making a mess of me
I'm like a rusted old boat lost out at sea
Cold wind blows, hard on me
And I hear your ghost calling me
Calling from the warm shore to carry me home
I hear you calling from the warm shore to carry me home
And the wheels keep taking me back to your street
Where I would press you against the bonnet just to feel your heat
Where I would press you against the bonnet to keep our heat
Cold wind blows, hard on me
And I hear your ghost calling me
Calling from the warm shore to carry me home, I hear you calling
From the warm shore to carry me home
And I feel your love like a punch in the heart
And every time your near I'm back to the start
And the wheels keep taking me back to your street
Where I would press you against the bonnet just to feel your heat
Where I would press you against the bonnet just to keep our heat