The King Street Giants - 15 Hours

The sun's sinkin' low, over vineyard rows
Where you've gone, I may never now
No peace I'll find, now that it's harvest time
There's 5 more hours on the sorting line
Half past nine, scents of turpentine
Your perfume, how it smelt divine
But all that's gone, like a dying vine
Yet these thoughts of you saturate my mind
15 hours, But I don't care
Cause it's 15 hours that we wouldn't share
These long days, can't compare
To the pain I feel when you're not there
My clothes are drenched, and my eyes are too
Your goodbye was a nightmare come true
All I want, is to come home to you
After 15 hours, when my day is through
15 hours, But I don't care
Cause it's 15 hours that we wouldn't share
These long days, can't compare
To the pain I feel when you're not there
My clothes are drenched, and my eyes are too
Your goodbye was a nightmare come true
All I want, is to come home to you
After 15 hours, when my day is through

Written by:
A. Jones, Daniel Charles

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