Saturday, February 24, 2007
Stay Out Of TroubleKings of Convenience
I walked around for hours, two ten pence pieces in my hand
I was alone and freezing, still trying hard to understand you
I left the others knowing I had to work this by myself
But now the feelings growing, I would be better off with their help
So baby, what weve got has lately, not been enough
I wish I had your scarf still, that once embraced and kept me warm
I wish you could be with me, in these last days when I am still hopelessly poor
Stay out of trouble, stay in touch
Try not to think about me to much
Posted at 1:00 AM