paroles de chanson Sleep to Dream - Live at the Jazz Cafe London 15th July 2014 - Bettye LaVette

We thank you so very much
From "I've got my own hell to raise"
The song from which the title was gleaned

Well, I've told ya how I feel, but you don't care
I say tell me the truth, but you don't dare
You tell me love is a hell that you cannot bear
I say "gimme mine back and take your ass on there
For all I care"

I've got my feet on the ground
And I don't sleep to dream
He's got his head in the clouds
And he ain't all what he seems
This mind, this voice, this body
Cannot be stifled by your deviant ways
You shouldn't come here with that
I've got my own hell to raise

I've never been so insulted in all of my life
I'd have to swallow up sea to wash down the pride
He ran like a fool to be at my side
And now he's running like another fool, running to hide
And I just can't abide

I've got my feet on the ground y'all
And I don't sleep to dream
He's got his head in the clouds
And he ain't all what he seems
This mind, this voice, this body
Cannot be stifled by your deviant ways
You shouldn't come here with that
I've got my own hell to raise

Don't you plead your case, don't even bother to explain
Don't even show your face, it's a crying shame
Go back to the rock from under which you came
Take the sorrow, everything else you claim
And don't forget the blame

I've got my feet on the ground
And I don't sleep to dream
He's got his head in the clouds
And he ain't all what he seems
This mind, this voice, this body
Can't be stifled by yours deviant ways
I've got my own hell to raise

Don't even try it
Don't you come here with that
You can't stifle
My dreams, my mind, this body, this voice
I've got my own hell to raise, aww