(tindersticks cover)



Well i know it's wrong

And i know it's selfish

It's such a short life

There's so little time

You see this pattern

A patchwork without any direction

All cobbled together

In odd shape and size

Take my hand now

We'll go through this mess together

But my hands are sweating

You somehow slip away

I tried to phone you

No need to shout, now

I tried to love

But never looked that hard

'cos this blues is a swirling ocean

The green, my ambition

Red is the passion

There's a lot of red

There's a lot of red, oh...

Such a short life

It's such a short life

Yeah...