Paroles: James Blunt. Some Kind Of Trouble. Calling Out Your Name.

Well you can stand there waiting for a rainy day

Close up your heart and hide your dancing shoes away

And cut yourself with your mistakes

Leave all hope lying in a line of chalk

Everything you need is disguised in double talk

So wound yourself and let it ache



But if you're waiting for something to bring you round



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I'm calling out, I'm calling out your name

Lift your head up high

I'm calling out, I'm calling out your name

Lift your head up high




It's all little pieces till there's nothing left

All just debris of your former self

Just take a breath for your own sake

Anf if you're watching for something to bring you round



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And are you caught between the lines

Did no one see you fall behind



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