I know nothing about it
I turned my thinking on to make sure it’s aligned with yours
I’m obviously doubtful how could anyone turn my opinion round
I’m trying to understand what all the fuss is about
If I admit to myself I built my love around
All the lovers paint a pretty little picture inside my head
while all the other ones pick a little image out for themselves
I’m willfully uninformed
On many matters,
But the words come tumbling through
I know I’m only human
But I’m proudly infallible
And while you’re trying to understand what all the fuss is about
If I could think for myself would I build my love around
All the lovers paint a pretty little picture inside my head
while all the other ones pick a little image out for themselves
I know nothing but I know it all
And If I am wrong I’m only human
But I turn my opinion round
I’ll try to understand what all the fuss is about
I’ll think for myself and build my love around
All the lovers paint a pretty little picture inside my head
While all the other ones pick a little image out for themselves
I turned my thinking on to make sure it’s aligned with yours
I’m obviously doubtful how could anyone turn my opinion round
I’m trying to understand what all the fuss is about
If I admit to myself I built my love around
All the lovers paint a pretty little picture inside my head
while all the other ones pick a little image out for themselves
I’m willfully uninformed
On many matters,
But the words come tumbling through
I know I’m only human
But I’m proudly infallible
And while you’re trying to understand what all the fuss is about
If I could think for myself would I build my love around
All the lovers paint a pretty little picture inside my head
while all the other ones pick a little image out for themselves
I know nothing but I know it all
And If I am wrong I’m only human
But I turn my opinion round
I’ll try to understand what all the fuss is about
I’ll think for myself and build my love around
All the lovers paint a pretty little picture inside my head
While all the other ones pick a little image out for themselves
02:56
Lay down on the only pillow alone
Turn off the lamp to tone down what the colours do to you
A winter morning haunting through the window pane
If I wander out of my body would you find a hand to pull you through?
Only one lullaby gone
Only one lull a bygone
Only one lullaby gone
Only one lull
Drawing the curtains back would it cushion the blow? Ghostly on your own are all of your moves unknown?
A hint of murmur disturbs the gloom unfolding you
If I wander out of my body would I find my own way back home to you
Only one lullaby gone
Only one lull a bygone
Only one lullaby gone
Only one lull
Only one thought would last the lull, you used to have a tune
Turn off the lamp to tone down what the colours do to you
A winter morning haunting through the window pane
If I wander out of my body would you find a hand to pull you through?
Only one lullaby gone
Only one lull a bygone
Only one lullaby gone
Only one lull
Drawing the curtains back would it cushion the blow? Ghostly on your own are all of your moves unknown?
A hint of murmur disturbs the gloom unfolding you
If I wander out of my body would I find my own way back home to you
Only one lullaby gone
Only one lull a bygone
Only one lullaby gone
Only one lull
Only one thought would last the lull, you used to have a tune
03:58
Biography
A self-described musician, thought thinker, author and talker, UK-based Arthur Dove is carving out his own niche in the Pop world with a unique blend of artful, heartfelt music he calls Arth-Pop. He hopes to inspire a change with his music in the way the world thinks about thinking.
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