Tom McRae
Tom McRae - Out of this lyrics
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Watch the planes as they slide Across the city's dark night But I'm chained to the ground There's no escaping this town Must be you that I love Must be gold in this dust Oh, the city's in bloom But I'm blind to the view Out of this Comes something, out of this Comes something, out if this Something will come I've been building the flame Keeping out of the game Kicking stones through the street where we meet But I know something will change Out of this Comes something, out of this Comes something, out of this Something will come Out of this Comes something, out of this Comes something, out of this Something will come It's the light, it's the day It's the dawn that she breaks It's the moment you know That your dreams still escape The cold, it's amiss But you know it don't come later The girl that you kiss Hopes to stay still a stranger It's the light, it's the love It's the cracks in the pavement The signs from above And the great constellations The lines in your hand And the dice that you're rolling Your hopeless belief that you're flying Not falling in love