Beth Orton - Someones Daughter

When I sit and talk and laugh with you as the day ends,
When I see your smiling face before the new day begins,
Never know what it means, to see the sunlight in your hair, and dancing everywhere,

And when I shout about it, When I keep quiet about it,
When I laugh about it, when I don't joke about it,
When I live without it, but I can do without it,

I am someones daughter, somebody's sun,
Can I ease your pain till the morning comes,
I'm noones daughter,I belong to the sun,
Gonna ease your mind till the morning com.....oooohh..oooh...yeah...yeah,

Keep looking for the reason high and low, to let it go,
Keep losing my mind, for the piece that I just don't find,
And when I know how it feels, to be the sunlight in your hair and dancing everwhere,

And when I shout about it, now I keep quiet about it,
When I laugh about it, when I don't joke about it,
When I live without it, well I can do without it,

I am someones daughter, somebody's sun,
Can I ease your pain till the morning comes,
I'm noones daughter,I belong to the sun,
Gonna ease your mind till the morning com.....oooohh..oooh...yeah...yeah,
Oooohh..oooh...yeah...yeah,
(continue with more tum tee tum melodies)

She Cries Your Name

Falling from the west, in search to find you all alone again,
Wondering where you have been,
Your lonely voice calls across the starlet coast,
Reaching out to ba seen,

She cries your name, three times again,
She cries your name, how long can this love remain,

Cut beneath the surface green, of what we say and what we mean,
Is there truth be seen,
She keeps crying out your name, but her scream sounds the same,
How fickle fate can be,

She cries your name, three times again,
She cries your name, how long can this love remain,

Birds which scream for terrority can learn to sing euthorically,
Given time and his will,
And there's a wasteland in your sou, the burned out trees will leave you cold,
Living out and ideal,

She cries your name, three times again,
She cries your name, how long can this love remain,

She cries your name, tweleve times again,
She cries your name, how long can this love remain,

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