David Berkeley - Some Kind of Cure

In the morning
Bells kept ringing
You were calling
No one's listening

No one knew the reason why
No one knew the reason that they rang

ct the table
You were crying
I was unsure
How to reach you

You opened up your arms
You opened up your arms to let me in

Corsica, I'm calling from over here
Sorceress, come conjure up some kind of cure

So hold me like you used to
Hold me like you would
Hold me like you know what I'm going through

Some have told us
Keep your distance
There are secrets
That we keep here

That's as close as you will come
That's as close as you will ever get


Corsica, I'm calling from over here
Sorceress, come conjure up some kind of cure
It's dangerous to open up more of your soul (self)

So hold me like you used to
Hold me like you would
Hold me like you know what I'm going through.

Written by:
DAVID FRIEDLAND

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Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, Sentric Music

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