Sleeves over your hands keep your fingers warm
You put over your head in a passing storm
Your body's bend over a dollar bill
Lit up by headlights at the window sill
I'm pouring gin into a coffee cup
Four in the morning in a fourth-floor walk-up
You said you got run out of Baton Rouge
Said people didn't like you as per usual
There's moments you can't dream of, you must send them home
Oh no
When the whole world is a ghost town
You're in a rush to nowhere
I'm someone who showed you something new
Didn't care 'bout where you're from or where you're going to
We're holеd up for the winter in your room
The smеll of cigarettes, whiskey, cheap perfume
You told me that you'd take this risk
You said that's what all we're worth on this spinning disk
What's so wrong with losing control?
When you're young you gotta lose it all
We were typecast converted that don't understand
Oh no
When the whole world is a ghost town
You're in a rush to nowhere ... with Violet
The smoke's so thick you can't see the moon
If there's a spirit world you'll get there soon
Tired of playing catch-up on that inner-city bus
The bank bought our house to sell it back to us
We're gonna make it honey, if we try
Don't fall apart with that look in your eye
What's so wrong with losing control?
When you're young you gotta lose it all
You can't go home to no one
I know that's not fair
Oh Darling
When the whole world is a ghost town
You're in a rush to nowhere
The whole world is a ghost town
You're in a rush to nowhere... with Violet (Violet)
With Violet
(Violet)
The smoke's so thick you can't see the moon
If there's a spirit world you'll get there soon
Tired of playing catch-up on that inner-city bus
The bank bought our house to sell it back to us
We're gonna make it honey, if we try
Don't fall apart with that look in your eye
What's so wrong with losing control?
When you're young you gotta lose it all
Violet was written by Robert Francis.
Violet was produced by Robert Francis.
Robert Francis released Violet on Thu May 12 2016.