Dear Darlin' - Live from Spotify London
Lyrics
Dear Darlin', please excuse my writing
I can't stop my hands from shaking
'Cause I'm cold and alone tonight
I miss you and nothing hurts like no you
And no one understands what we went through
It was short, it was sweet, we tried
And if my words break through the wall
And meet you at your door
All I could say is, "girl, I mean them all"
Dear Darlin', please excuse my writing
I can't stop my hands from shaking
'Cause I'm cold and alone tonight
I miss you and nothing hurts like no you
And no one understands what we went through
It was short, it was sweet, we tried, we tried
I understand where he's coming from
Been thinking about the ball we dreamt
Feeling like the sofa was sinking
I was warm in the hope of your eyes
So if my words break through the wall
To meet you at your door
All I could say is, "girl, I mean them all"
Dear Darlin', please excuse my writing
I can't stop my hands from shaking
'Cause I'm cold and alone tonight
I miss you and nothing hurts like no you
And no one understands what we went through
It was short, it was sweet, we tried
Oh, I concur, these arms are yours to hold
And I miss you and nothing hurts like no you
And no one understands what we went through
It was short, it was sweet, we tried, we tried
Writer(s): James Eliot, Ed Drewett, Olly Murs
Copyright(s): Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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