assombro pelos dias que virão

These silent words of conversation
Hold me now this adulation
See me now
Oh it's easy now

Falling like a silent paper
Holding on to what may be

And I only hear
Only hear the rain

And many rains turn to rivers
Winter's here
And there ain't nothing gonna change
The winds are blowing telling me all I hear
Oh it's a funny time of year
There'll be no blossom on the trees

Turning now I see no reason
The voice of love so out of season
I need you now
But you can't see me now
I'm travelling with no destination
Still hanging on to what may be

It's a funny time of year
I can see
There'll be no blossom on the trees
And time spent cryin' has taken me in this year
Oh it's a funny time of year
There'll be no blossom on the trees

Falling like a silent paper
Holding on to what may be
It's a funny time of year

I can see
There'll be no blossom on the trees
And time spent cryin' has taken me in this year

It's a funny time of year
I can see no blossom no blossom on the trees

Funny Time of Year | Beth Gibbons & Rustin Man





How can I forget your tender smile
Moments that I have shared with you
Our hearts may break
But they're on their way
And there's nothing I can do

Ohh...

So do what you gotta do
And don't misunderstand me
You know you don't ever have to worry 'bout me
I'd do it again

I can understand that it can't be
Guess it's hard as you were meant for me
But I can't hide my own despair
I guess I never will

Ohh...

So do what you gotta do
And don't misunderstand me
You know you don't ever have to worry 'bout me
I'd do it again

So tired of life
No fairytale
So hold your fire
'Cause I need you

Ohh...

Just do what you gotta do
And don't misunderstand me
You know you don't ever have to worry 'bout me
I'd do it again

Do what you gotta do
And don't misunderstand me
You keep going over every word that we've said
But you don't have to worry
About me

Tom the Model | Beth Gibbons & Rustin Man