Text: Gabriella Cilmi. Lessons to Be Learned. Sanctuary.
That old pair of jeans
You always see me wearing
When it's gray
You know what I mean
I'm riding a lazy mood
'Cause you've been waiting, got me ready to go
And I've been straying off the way that I know
Keep me wise enough, nothing to owe
Guess I need ya and I want it to show
Lying here in my sanctuary
Days go past, it's autumn already
And I wish it would thunder
Lying here in my sanctuary
Days go past, it's autumn already
And I sit here and wonder
And I'll kick off my shoes
Think about the things I'd like to do
Everything going smooth
There ain't nothing I'd rather do
You always see me wearing
When it's gray
You know what I mean
I'm riding a lazy mood
'Cause you've been waiting, got me ready to go
And I've been straying off the way that I know
Keep me wise enough, nothing to owe
Guess I need ya and I want it to show
Lying here in my sanctuary
Days go past, it's autumn already
And I wish it would thunder
Lying here in my sanctuary
Days go past, it's autumn already
And I sit here and wonder
And I'll kick off my shoes
Think about the things I'd like to do
Everything going smooth
There ain't nothing I'd rather do
Lessons To Be Learned
Gabriella Cilmi