Text: Bush. Sixteen Stone. Glycerine.

:
it must be your skin i'm sinking in
must be for real 'cause now i can feel
and i didn't mind
it's not my kind
it's not my time to wonder why
everything's gone white
and everything's grey
now you're here now you're away
i don't want this
remember that
i'll never forget where you're at

don't let the days go by
glycerine
glycerine

i'm never alone
i'm alone all the time
are you at one
or do you lie?
we live in a wheel
where everyone steals
but when we rise it's like strawberry fields

if i treated you bad
you bruise my face
couldn't love you more
you got a beautiful taste

don't let the days go by
could have been easier on you
i couldn't change though i wanted to
should have been easier by three
our old friend fear and you and me
glycerine
glycerine

don't let the days go by
glycerine
don't let the days go by

ah
glycerine
glycerine
oh, glycerine
glycerine

bad moon wine again
bad moon wine again
and she falls around me

i needed you more
when you wanted us less
i could not kiss just regress
it might just be clear
simple and plain
well, that's just fine
that's just one of my names

don't let the days go by
could've been easier on you
you, you
glycerine
glycerine
glycerine
glycerine