Слова:
Jamie Cullum Catching Tales

Just one local call and you'll see A happy path through life, not for free A little bit fat you can't get a girl Short on cash I'll change your world

So hail a taxi cab and come around here And I will meet you right outside I got some DVDs and a couple of beers If you want to we can stay up all night

Said I many times, love is illusion A feeling result of confusion With knowing smile and blase sigh A cynical so and so am I I feel so sure, so positive

Her name was written on a photograph Right next to her red, sun burnt face It all had happened in that long tall grass About a mile from her old place

Dinner at eight, that sounds fine I suppose that means you'll turn up 'round nine Bought a bunch of flowers just for her She says the burden's on the

Are the stars out tonight? I don't know if it's cloudy or bright 'Cause I only have eyes for you, dear My love must be some kind of blind love I don'

I know it's been a while since I have talked to you But maybe you're the one who makes the winds blow Looking at the stars without explanations We contemplate

: Her name was written on a photograph, right next to her red, sunburnt face, it all had happened in that long tall grass, about a mile from her old

: We were so drunk last night We had that stupid fight You called me a useless selfish prick So I'm in a fix right now And we'll measure the truth