Better Not Be Here
Who’d have thought the day would fade away so fast?
Another morning for my sun
Rattle of my bones telling me the time
They’re all going places I don’t need to find
Better not be here when I turn around
Trying to find myself some time
Better not be here when I turn around
Trying to find myself some time
The summer storm is done and washed away the sand
Didn’t need a dinghy, I’m on land
Haven’t heard from you in almost a year
Keep on going, I’ll still be here
Better not be here when I turn around
Trying to find myself some time
Better not be here when I turn around
Trying to find myself some time
Better not be here when I turn around
Trying to find myself some time
Better not be here when I turn around
Trying to find myself some time
Writer/s: DAVID GERARD LAWRENCE
