Alabama 3 (A3)
Alabama 3 (A3) - Reachin' lyrics
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When I get burned out so bad in Brixton That I just could not remember my name You took a lease on some basement down on Josephine Avenue 'til I got better and you forgot how much I changed I got healed in the heart of the city Bad medicine was good enough Still you bleed through my veins like an express train You're the one hit I never could give up 'Cos you said to me CHORUS When you're falling apart again Nobody to pick up the pieces I'll turn on the lights and hold your hand tight And together, yeah, we'll keep on reaching We were holed-up and cold in the rockhouse Plastic gangsters, sweet blessed company I was talking Jackson Pollocks, walking Tony Soprano You said, ‘Baby, it's time to leave' But I left alone, stumbling stoned into the sunrise Looking left and right for all the wrong connections Baby, hit me one more time, you can hit me one more time 'cos I know you'll never let me go under CHORUS So wherever I am for the winter, Your summer smile will keep me warm. Autumn leaves falling, baby, I'll keep walking till the springtime flowers bloom.