Текст Lisa Hannigan – Ocean And A Rock

What you at, my gentle spoken friend?
I lack a frame to put you in
When you’re an ocean and a rock away

I feel you in the pocket of my overcoat

I feed your words through my buttonholes
I pin them to my fingerless gloves
Green and prone to fraying

Thoughts of you warm my bones
I’m on the way, I’m on the phone,
Let’s get lost, me and you,
An ocean and a rock is nothing to me.

I am far away
From where you lay awake the day
While you fall to sleep
An ocean and a rock away

I keep you in the pockets of my dresses
And the bristles of my brushes
Spin you into my curls today

I spoon you into my coffee cup,
Spin you through a delicate wash
I wear you all day,
I wear you all day

Thoughts of you warm my bones
I’m on the way, I’m on the phone
Let’s get lost, me and you
An ocean and a rock is nothing to me

Thoughts of you warm my bones,
I’m on the way, I’m nearly home,