paroles de chanson Wandering Eye (Live from Burberry Fashion Show) - Ed Harcourt
They
say
I
got
a
wandering
eye
Straise
to
far
from
the
flock
Always
go
with
a
grasses
greener
Scater
and
keep
each
lock
You
can
be
my
treasure
my
jewel
Condemn
to
the
soil
on
the
Earth
Tied
me
to
the
end
of
voices
Place
better
in
part
goes
fast
Well
here
I
stop
of
the
end
at
so
nowhere
And
the
swing
and
a
thousand
yard
stair
Whatching
the
boats
with
family
and
friends
They
all
come
sure
they
have
any
suns
waiting
porsesion
how's
move
from
the
church
A
turn
that
god
blasing
into
a
bag
curse'.
Picking
my
eye
to
stopping
for
drifting
why
with
a
tad
They
say
I
got
potential
for
violence
I
can
kill
a
men
with
my
own
hands
But
I
can't
focus
on
.
I
remember
when
I
first
saw
you
I
couldn't
move
I
was
paralyzed
I
wander
is
you'll
be
the
only
one
to
put
'to
my
wandering
eye
But
here
I
stop
at
the
end
of
some
nowhere
And
the
swing
and
a
thousand
yard
stair
Whatching
the
boats
with
family
and
friends
They
all
come
sure
they
have
any
suns
waiting
porsesion
how's
move
from
the
church
A
turn
that
god
blasing
into
a
bag
curse'.
Picking
my
eye
to
stopping
for
drifting
why
with
a
tad
There's
no
way
that
I
can
make
it
so
I
am
falling
so
far
.
There
no
doubt
of
ever
be
like
you
Stay
in
one
place
live
the
life
here
They
say
I
got
a
wandering
eye
Stairs
to
far
from
the
flock
Always
go
with
a
grasses
greener
Scater
and
keep
each
lock
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