Dreaming of a better life
Six.By Seven
Left Luggage At the Peveril Hotel
If I tell you everything about myself
promise you'll never say a word
If I take you back to my humble abode
give me five to tidy up the place
Could I be right I could never be wrong
telling my stories to you
Could I be holding you here in my arms
Telling you something
and breaking my heart over you
over you
over you
over you
If I celebrate all the love I had today
My feet would never touch the ground
Kiss me, hold me, dance with me
and love with me, lie with me and
sleep with me again.
Could I be right I could never be wrong
telling my stories to you
Could I be holding you here in my arms
Telling you something
and breaking my heart over you
over you
over you
over you
I was dreaming of a better life you
I was dreaming of a better life you
I was dreaming of a better life you
I was dreaming of a better life you
breaking my heart over you
breaking my heart over you
breaking my heart over you
breaking my heart over you