Letras:
Morcheeba

: On the roadside by the wreckage With my head in my hands Wish I'd never got your message Felt too late to change your plans I can smell the Goodyears

: Healing holy man, once upon a time Heal it for his wife up until the crime Hunting high and low to seek revenge Brand new moral code, got made reluctant

: (feat. Bradley) Well I wish I could think of some cliche to my oath To make our parting seem less sad But if I told you lies I promised you the moon

: (feat. Manda) I heard I lost it On the grapevine I must admit I had a great time There are words for people like me But I don't think there's very

: (feat. Manda) Je vis, je meurs Je vis, je pleure Je vis de la mer Je vis de la terre Je le dis aux fleurs Au lac de vapeur Au ciel de toutes les

: Now can your compliments I'm heading out this weekend No tummy aches or psychosomatic trends What can I say my timing was off I got lost in the thick

: (Instrumental)

: What do you feel when you let go of the wheel Can you take a leap of faith will you face the change of pace There are worlds out there beyond compare

: This time, you have to face your future Although it?s just a dusty road It?s clear that backing down don?t suit you I?d hate, to break your sacred