The Writer Songtext
Throw me a line, set my sails
I've been down running wild in my head
Chapter one, I come undone
Like the talk of grand religions over lunch
But oh, to be alone
Roving like a vagabond, I feel so tired
But I'm the writer
Chapter to be continued
I've been down running wild in my head
Chapter one, I come undone
Like the talk of grand religions over lunch
But oh, to be alone
Roving like a vagabond, I feel so tired
But I'm the writer
Chapter to be continued
It's easier to sit around feeling blue
Chapter three weeks in need
What's a little longer on the themes?
But oh, to be alone
Roving like a vagabond, I feel so tired
But I'm the writer
And if I've got to I'll write you
Once I find my verse
I'll give you everything I've got
First I just need to find the plot
But oh, to be alone
Roving like a vagabond, I feel so tired
But I'm the writer
I'm the writer
I'm the writer I'm the writer
I'm the writer
Chapter three weeks in need
What's a little longer on the themes?
But oh, to be alone
Roving like a vagabond, I feel so tired
But I'm the writer
And if I've got to I'll write you
Once I find my verse
I'll give you everything I've got
First I just need to find the plot
But oh, to be alone
Roving like a vagabond, I feel so tired
But I'm the writer
I'm the writer
I'm the writer I'm the writer
I'm the writer
