Gary Jules - Bluefish Lyrics
She will fall on you like winterYou don’t hear a thing but the beating of wingsAs the lights go outThere you areStanding in the doorwayWith a cigaretteYou say, “hey rock n’ roll. did you really have to sell your soul, or were you just Playing the fool?That shame is mine, ya know I've done it too.”19’s fine and the lighthouse is burnt out at 22She will comeTo any whispered invitationTry to send her away, she did not come here to playShe is not leaving empty handedThere we areThere we areBut i might stick around till the season changes shoesThe fortunate ones will always get to choose19’s fine when the lighthouse is burnt out at 22Take care, she’ll rub off on you like weatherThere you are