Tom McRae
Language of fools
I cannot use this language of fools to communicate with you.
The things that you say to mark the time of the day are calculated to be muse.
And hey yeah... Hey hey yeah
Won't you hide me, won't you hold my life, jet me have this time.
And lie here while I close my eyes, hold me through this night.
One good day will lead the way for another, my love.
Living here things are never so clear you discover my love,
And ney yeah... Hey hey yeah
Won't you hide me, won't you hold my life, let me have this time.
And lie here while I close my eyes, hold me through this night.
Hide me, won't you hold my weight, hold me through this night.
The things that you say to mark the time of the day are calculated to be muse.
And hey yeah... Hey hey yeah
Won't you hide me, won't you hold my life, jet me have this time.
And lie here while I close my eyes, hold me through this night.
One good day will lead the way for another, my love.
Living here things are never so clear you discover my love,
And ney yeah... Hey hey yeah
Won't you hide me, won't you hold my life, let me have this time.
And lie here while I close my eyes, hold me through this night.
Hide me, won't you hold my weight, hold me through this night.