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Teddy Thompson
Teddy Thompson


Background information
Origin London, England
Genre(s) Folk
Alternative Country
Rock
Singer-songwriter
Years active 2000—present
Associated acts Rosanne Cash
Rufus Wainwright
Martha Wainwright
Richard Thompson
Linda Thompson
Kamila Thompson
Website Website



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Teddy Thompson Album


Teddy Thompson (08/29/2000)
08/29/2000
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Wake up, everybody's leaving.

Daylight has a way of creeping up, when you're in love, when you're in love.
Sickness, everybody has it, mine just happens to be hidden.
And you, what about you? What about you?

Chorus:
I won't even begin, telling you how sorry I am.
Those days, moving so slow, I kept it alive not to be so alone.

Real life, we were never in it,
Seemed like trouble to begin with.
But I, never refused, I never refused.
So don't stop, better keep it moving,
Although, memories are soothing,
I, can never go back, never go back.

I won't even begin, telling you how sorry I am.
Those days, moving so slow, I kept it alive not to be so alone.

I'm feeling like a child
Like someone might find out
I shouldn't be here at all
But these things do come around
And it may as well be my turn to take it all

I won't even begin telling you how sorry I am
Those days, moving so slow, I kept it alive not to be so alone
I won't even begin telling you how sorry I am
Those days, moving so slow, I kept it alive not to be so alone


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CAPO 3

Intro:

She's a feeler and I love her for that
No matter how long I will always come back

There's a bond that we share, it will always be there

She may be holding but I love her for that

There are reasons that I'm out here so far
Blows are weaker from an ocean apart
And I guess I could run from my place in the sun
She wouldn't let me, and I love her for that

And oh you steal her
You love her and deceive her
She did nothing so wrong, so wrong

Voice of angels, ended quick by his knife
Bonds are broken between a man and his wife
And the songs that are left to remind of the theft
She'll let you sing them, and I love her for that


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CAPO 2

These are letters I don't write
Every evening I give up the fight
And I see beauty in every day
But the beauty of words won't come my way

And I don't care what you think about love
I've heard stories, honest and true
Flowing rivers that lead into you
And things get easy when you let them out
But you pack in your pain 'til you're ready to shout

And I don't care what you think
I'll just sit here, here on the brink of love

And it's a long way down
You should have held my hand
I liked you better when you lied
You were more to the point
And you looked me in the eye with love
These are letters I don't write
Every evening I give up the fight
And I see beauty in every day
But the beauty of words won't come my way

And I don't care what you think
I'll just sit here, here on the brink of love
I don't care what you think
I'll just sit here, here on the brink of love


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There you sit with the TV on
It could be work but it looks like fun
You must be happy that I came home now
Now you've been practicing your furrowed brow


Everybody gets along with everyone
It's so easy
Everybody gets along with everyone

The debonair in the way you dress
Is taken absolutely from the best
Brando and Monty had some kind of style
And you've been working on your west coast smile

Everybody gets along with everyone
It's so easy
Everybody gets along with everyone

Now you're out there in the big spotlight
But was there something you forgot to hide?
Stranded naked in the cruelest wind
Armed with nothing but your boyish grin

Everybody gets along with everyone
It's so easy
Everybody gets along with everyone
It's so easy


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I miss you tonight in the company of new friends
I can't seem to speak my mind
The city is so real, the people look through me
And everyone knows my sign

All that I see
All that I see here is you

I'm wreckless out here where time has no meaning
The nights seem to last for days
But the time that I spend and the ones who are with me

They don't pretend to stay
All that I see
All that I see here is you

And it's too late, it's too late to try
Separation is so hard to find
All that I see here is you

So listen up now
For the sake of my own life
This one is for you


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CAPO 3

It was getting late
Am
But she said let's stay
And you can help me smile
But the lights went up
And the music stopped
And all her mystery died

She was looking for someone to carry her through
She was looking for a way to keep it all new

So she took my hand
And we tipped the band
And went along the way
But the night was young
And she needed fun
Or so she liked to say

She was looking for someone to carry her through

So lay your head on mine
And stay with me tonight

So we spent the night
And the morning light
Crept across the bed
And we said goodbye
Without meeting eyes
And that was all we said

She was looking for someone to carry her through
She was looking for a way to keep it all new


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It's not so much that you left
It's that you didn't come back
It's not the pain that you felt
But the obvious lack

I was always a step behind
I was always a step behind

It wasn't watching you go
But the way that you went
With a kiss on the cheek
And a cheque for the rent

I was always a step behind
I was always a step behind

It wasn't really your fault
Because you made it mine too
While you were looking around
I was looking at you

I was always a step behind

And I hope you remember when it comes around
The gentle release of letting me down

And the way that it felt
To be high on yourself
Blindly running into the new

I haven't re-learned to walk
It's hard to learn that
And it wasn't the fall
It was the push in the back

I was always a step behind
I was always a step behind
I didn't see it coming up from behind
I was always a step behind


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Wake up and check the mail
Hoping to find a letter from you
But all I find are missing children
Turn on the morning news
Hoping to see a resemblance of you
But all I see are missing children

Tell me - do you miss me like a missing child

Trying to start my day
Pouring the coffee, reach for the milk
And the carton says...have you seen these children
So I go to church and pray
Down on my knees when the plate comes with
"Please give what you can for the missing children"

Tell me - do you miss me like a missing child

And I do feel bad for faces in my face all day
But the circumstance means I can't think of anything but you
No I can't care for anyone but you
So I try to get away
Whole different place but the signs are the same
There's always more, more missing children
And when I close my eyes
I used to dream sweet dreams of you
Now all my dreams are missing children

And I miss you - I miss you like a missing child
Yeah I miss you - I miss you like a missing child


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CAPO 4

Thanks a lot for the invitation
But I believe I'm already taken
I'll maybe catch you somewhere along the way
I can't believe the words I'm reading
Hotel lobby is suddenly freezing
God, you think you'd have something nice to say

But you think you're such a big man picking on me
Well you'll never get another chance
You should make plans to get away
Before an accident comes your way
Don't be thinking you'll get off easy
Letter bombs are user friendly

Making up for a troubled childhood
You know there's people you could see, you could talk to
You shouldn't be on the street for one more day
I'm lying here in the next hotel room
I feel like I've been hit by a sonic boom

But you think you're such a big man, picking on me
Well you'll never get another chance
You should make a plan to get away
Don't be thinking you'll get off easy
I.R.A. is doing freebies

Maybe you could just say you're sorry
Full retraction, bended knee

Maybe you could just save your firstborn for me

But you think you're such a big man, picking on me
Well you'll never get another chance
You should make a plan to get away
Don't be thinking you'll get off easy
Wife and kids are just gonna love me


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CAPO 5

I bet you think it's over
The misery is gone
Turn your back and promise
Days in the park

The hours that we wasted
Reading our lines
Ribbons that I gave you
Fall like pine needles to the ground
Your heart is safe, it can't be found

And the postcards that you send
Excuses for the letters you can't write

And don't you think I care
When you don't come home at night

It's always something special
That brings you home
To let me know

The pleasures of your new life
Lead you away
The path of least resistance
There's always a safe way to let me see
The things you try your best to feel

And the postcards that you send
Excuses for the letters that you can't write
And don't you think I care
When you don't come home at night

I wonder if you see it
As something you've done
Turn your back and promise
Days in the park


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I wonder if I care as much
As I did before
Last night I cried myself to sleep
For the one that makes me weep
I dried my eyes to grieve the day
And wondered why I had to pay

The tears that I have shed by day
Give relief and wash away
The memory of the night before
I wonder if I'll suffer more

I wonder if I care as much
As I did before
My heart can't thrive on misery
My life it has no destiny
When things get more then I can bare

I ask myself if I still care
I wonder if I care as much
As I did before


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