Tindersticks
Tindersticks
Tindersticks
Tindersticks &
Tindersticks
Tindersticks
Tindersticks
Tindersticks
Tindersticks
Tindersticks
Tindersticks
Tindersticks
Tindersticks
Tindersticks
Tindersticks
Scared of my shadow
Afraid of myself
Never thought I could be so shallow
Resort to playing the man
It's a thin line that I walked for her
A thin line that I walk
Between myself and what I have to do
The action and the thought
Oh her, her her her her
It's her
Oh her, her her her her
Feel like I've been dancing
The lights have finally come on
Just waiting for my eyes adjusting
To see how ugly I've become
She asked me for no promises
I made them to myself
I've given myself no choices now
Seen the only way out
Oh her, her her her her
It's her
Oh her, her her her her
She tied back her hair
Wrapped the band around
Pulled off her rings
And dropped them in a jar
I'm not there
I'm not waving my arms round
Not guiding me through
This blockade around my heart
Oh her, her her her her
She was written by Al Macaulay & David Boulter & Dickon Hinchliffe & Mark Colwill & Neil Fraser & Stuart A. Staples.
She was produced by Tindersticks.