Clare Bowditch - The One Lyrics
Sitting on the love of your city hotelDrinking like fishes on the river to hellDevil's in my mouth telling primitive jokesWhile the angel's out looking for a pack of them smokesYou look into my eyes and you don't look away the way you shouldI would, I would if I could , oh believe me I wouldBut I gotta go home, I want a home to go doSo I'm sorry that I can't be the oneI'm so sorry that I can't be the oneSo it's best I don't say I wanna tear off your clothesAnd tear off my own and let you know meInstead I knock my head I watch your mouth I smileBut I don't say a thingYou look into my eyesYou seem to see the woman that I hoped to beI wanna go home, I gotta go homeHelp me get home, I need a home to go toSo I'm sorry that I can't be the oneI'm so sorry that I can't be the oneTo give you hopeTo show you loveTo let you knowTo let you love meThe way you want toIn the next lifeIn the next lifeLook me upHoly winds blew in when I met youAnd all my inner bells began to ringWhat I would not give to just pretendThis and not ruin everythingI'm so sorry that I can't be the oneI'm so sorry that I can't be the oneTo take you homeTo give you hopeTo show you loveTo let you knowTo let you love meThe way you want toIn the next lifeIn the next lifeI'll take you homeTo show you loveLike you never knowAnd you will be lovedI'll let you love meThe way you want toIn the next lifeIn the next lifeLook me up