I see my life running in cycles
|
Except the other day I felt like a change
|
Watch as I break this vicious circle
|
You gone and made me see some things in different ways
|
|
Now need not explain it
|
See with you girl
|
No need to hide
|
Time, time waits for no man
|
Or am I just using these all cliqued ideas
|
|
Here it comes again
|
It¡¯s that something I can¡¯t explain
|
Like a drug in my brain
|
It won¡¯t be long before I hit the ceiling
|
And lose my mind
|
But you¡¯ll stop me
|
From tripping up this time
|
|
It doesn¡¯t feel like other times
|
I met with disaster like it was my good old friend
|
I had some trouble with the signs
|
Like another language
|
I couldn¡¯t even comprehend
|
|
Now, need not explain it
|
See with you girl
|
No need to hide
|
You¡¯re your just so different
|
You see with you my dear I really can confide
|
|
Here it comes again
|
It¡¯s that something I can¡¯t explain
|
Like a drug in my brain
|
It won¡¯t be long for I hit the ceiling
|
and lose my mind
|
But you¡¯ll stop me
|
From tripping up this time
|
|
*random jazzy noises*
|
|
Here it comes again it¡¯s that something I can¡¯t explain
|
Like a drug in my brain
|
It won¡¯t be long before I hit the ceiling and lose my mind
|
Maybe it is a sign
|
|
Here it comes again it¡¯s that something I can¡¯t explain
|
Like a drug in my brain
|
It won¡¯t be long before I hit the ceiling
|
And lose my mind
|
But you¡¯ll stop me
|
From tripping up this time
|
|
-----------------
|
Tripping Up
|
| Jamie Cullum |
