Testo Our Day's Coming Morten Abel
Hey man can you do me
A favour of a grand nature
Break into my house
And pack up all my stuff
And send it to me
Yeah send it to me
'Cos Iâm never cominâ back
No never cominâ back
'Cos Iâm so disappointed by the visions of this man
So poor at heart
Now I know where I stand
Iâm so disappointed by the visions of love
The visions of the love that Iâve been dreaminâ of
The visions of the love that Iâve been dreaminâ of
Hey man, if you cross my path
Please donât recognise me
Donât recognise my sore eyes
My desilluted eyes
And if you find me dying in the desert just leave me
With no shelter for the burning sun
And no shoes on my feet
Hey man canât you see I work my fingers to the bones
I got dark angels watching me
With arrows on their bows
Hey man canât you see that Iâve lost my soul
Iâve lost my soul to the dark and the cold
Iâve lost my soul to the dark and the cold
Hey man if you meet me in a crowd or all alone
Just turn your back on me
And wait 'til Iâm gone
Hey man if you see me walking
In the wrong direction
Donât try to guide me just let me be gone
Love burns and love turns in different ways
Sometimes love stands and sometimes love fails
Iâm so disappointed by the visions of love
The visions of the love that Iâve been dreaminâ of
The visions of the love that Iâve been dreaminâ of
The visions of the love that Iâve been dreaminâ of
Love burns and love turns in different ways
Sometimes love stands and sometimes love fails
Iâm so disappointed by the visions of love
The visions of the love that Iâve been dreaminâ of
The visions of the love that Iâve been dreaminâ of
Oh my baby these eyes coming in (...to fade)