Текст песни Second Hand Car (Live) - Kim Churchill

Morning wanders in,
Taps on the window.
Park on the street in a side of town
That I′ve never seen before.
Stumbled to the street,
Make a call on the payphone.
Still half asleep, if you pick up now
Then I'll probably come home.
Suitcase marry me,
I′m addicted to no-one.
And a part of me is here,
Another part of me is gone.

Like heaven in a cage,
Don't need a world that doesn't change,
And did I stumble?
I′m a little bit in pieces,
I′m a little bit in pieces.

'Cause all I got,
Is a second hand car,
And a letter from you,
And an old guitar.

And I want to stay,
But I move so fast.
Got a picture of you,

And the second hand car.
I′m a little bit in pieces.

Daylight switches on,
And I chose to be lonely.
The words you wrote,
Are echoing over everything I know.
Seat-belt catches me,
Like a friend in the unknown.
A souvenir of a love I keep,
Locked in my memory.

Like heaven in a cage,
Don't need a world that doesn′t change,
And did I stumble?
I'm a little bit in pieces,
I′m a little bit in pieces.

'Cause all I got,
Is a second hand car,
And a letter from you,
And an old guitar.

And I want to stay,
But I move so fast.
Got a picture of you,
And the second hand car.
I'm a little bit in pieces.

Every time I look ahead,
Every time I look ahead,
High up on the past we shared,
Every time I look ahead.

Every time I look ahead,
Every time I look ahead,
High up on the past we′ve had,
Anytime I look ahead.

′Cause all I got,
Is a second hand car,
And a letter from you,
And an old guitar.

And I want to stay,
But I move so fast.
Got a picture of you,

And the second hand car.
I'm a little bit in pieces.

′Cause all I got,
Is a second hand car,
And a letter from you,
And an old guitar.

And I want to stay,
But I move so fast.
Got a picture of you,
And the second hand car.
I'm a little bit in pieces.