Lyrics Confessions - Ziggy Alberts

The lighthouse tower will guide me I know
But oh how these sirens have been singing me
These sweet stories of a, an ember change to the tones
I drew your freckles from thumbprints you left
Running your hands up and down my chest
This familiar creak of old wooden floors

Oh, oh
She's got me on my knees like it is Sunday
And I woke up at church
Except your head's laid on my chest
And my confessions never hurt
And I can't be your bad boy love but I can burn
For these sweet amber curves

See I don't want what I can't have
I want something I can hold to
And it's okay to say there's things that darling
We got to work through let it all out

Left side of starboard true north out at sea
Moving through leeward wind
Dingoes howling in the cross-shore
Reminds me love that it's you I adore
Tell me how I'm supposed to keep
From ripping the doors off this damn ship that I built
I was out at sea, afloat and overboard

Oh, oh
She's got me on my knees like it is Sunday
And I woke up at church
Except your head's laid on my chest
And my confessions never hurt
And I can't be your bad boy love but I can burn
For these sweet amber curves

See I don't want what I can't have
I want something I can hold to
And it's okay to say there's things that darling
We got to work through
Because I don't want what I can't have
I want something I can hold to
But it's okay to say there's things that darling
We got to work through let it all out