Your account Your account


Member area Your account
Login
Password

Forgot your password?
Register
Your account Your account

 Promiscuous by Nelly Furtado
 Hips Don't Lie by Shakira
 Crazy by Gnarls Barkley
 So Sick by Ne-Yo
 Where'd You Go by Fort Minor
 Stars Are Blind by Paris Hilton
 A Public Affair by Jessica Simpson
 Pump It by Black Eyed Peas
 Ain't No Other Man by Christina Aguilera
 Unfaithful by Rihanna

Top 50

Your account Your account

 Madonna
 Aerosmith
 Coldplay
 Black Eyed Peas
 Gwen Stefani
 U2
 Christina Aguilera
 Ne-Yo
 Jessica Simpson
 Shakira

Top 50

Your account Your account

 18 Tracks by Bruce Springsteen
 R.U.L.E. by Ja Rule
 Ray of Light by Madonna
 Donut Comes Alive by Alice Donut
 Last Temptation by Ja Rule
 Born in The U. S. a. by Bruce Springsteen
 Born to Run by Bruce Springsteen
 Collection by Abba
 So Long, Astoria by Ataris
 Back to Bedlam by James Blunt

Top 50

Browse artists > A  B  C  D  E  F  G  H  I  J  K  L  M  N  O  P  Q  R  S  T  U  V  W  X  Y  Z  # 

Lyrics >  J >  Joseph Arthur lyrics >  Big City Secrets > Bottle of You

Bottle of You

Printer Friendly Version
I squeeze the last bit of you
Out of a bottle of your old shampoo
It smells just like you
Now I do too
Rinse out my hair and wipe my eyes
As your soap rolls in between my toes
Dry myself off in the moonlight
And I can touch you
Every time I breath in through my nose
I wish that I had faith in you

I watched you breath into a heartbreak
The night we first held hands
Your eyes they switched from blue to green
Then they went back to being blue again
You say you never get to sleep
’cause all your dreams are buried in the sand
I could barely hear you crying
Over the buzz of our electric fan
I wish that I had faith in you

You’re a tether ball
Fastened to the end of my head
Who you are and who you want to be
Are competing at opposite ends
And when they hit you back and forth
You squeeze tight around my neck
Darling I can barely breath
But I know that you mean
Absolutely no disrespect
I wish that I had faith in you

Posters

[ All posters ]
The Addicts - Made In England
The Addicts - Made In England
An addict prepares to smoke a lump of raw opium
An addict prepares to smoke a lump of raw opium
Cape Point is the accepted line between the Atlantic and Indian Oceans
Cape Point is the accepted line between the Atlantic and Indian Oceans

Other Songs

Big City Secrets - 1997

Big City Secret

Birthday Card

Crying Like a Man

Daddy on Prozac

Dessert

Good About Me

Haunted Eyes

Marina

Mercedes

Mikel K

Porcup Me

Big City Secrets - 1997

Your account Your account
Buy this album ]
(c) 2006, Realook