Text: Damien Rice. Grey Room.

Well I?ve been here before
I?ve sat on the floor
In a grey grey room
Where I stay in all day
I don?t eat, but I play
With this grey grey food
Desole, If someone is prayin?
Then I might break out
Desole, even if I scream
I can?t scream that loud
I?m all alone again
Crawling back home again
Just stuck by the phone again

Yeah, well I?ve been here before
Sat on a floor
In a grey grey mood
Where I stay up all night
And all that I write
Is a grey grey tune
So pray for me child
Just for a while
And I might break out yeah,
Pray for me child
Even a smile
Would do for now
So I?m all alone again
Crawling back home again
Just stuck by the phone again

Have I still got you to be my open door
Have I still got you to be my sandy shore
Have I still got you to cross my bridge in this storm
Have I still got you to keep me warm

Coz if I squeeze my grape
And I drink my wine yeah
Coz if I squeeze my grape
And I drink my wine yeah
Yeah, Oh coz nothing is lost
This is frozen in frost
And it?s opening time
And there?s no-one in line

But I?ve still got me to be your open door
I?ve still got me to be your sandy shore
I?ve still got me to cross your bridge in this storm
And I?ve still got me to keep me warm

Warmer than warm yeah
Warmer than warm yeah
Warmer than warm yeah
Warmer than warm yeah