In My Blood

　　In My Blood - Neil Finn

　　It’s a curious sound

　　bone collectors rustling leaves on their knees

　　Many poets in this town

　　Look high and low for feelings that come and go

　　Sweeping the past out of their windows and doors

　　Well I’m not so humble but I’m always on time

　　Believing what is left behind

　　all the shades and echoes of my life

　　are in my blood

　　In my blood …feelings are lasting

　　In my blood …they never go away

　　In my blood …end up in a place

　　Somewhere where you don’t have to miss it all

　　The flavour on my tongue,

　　In my blood …the fall of winter sun

　　In my blood …the sparkle in your eyes

　　In my blood …the moment when I die

　　I’m hoping that I won’t have to miss it all

　　Reincarnate, how I wish that I could come back again,

　　How I wish that I could do this again

　　Melancholy beats my heart

　　Her cries mistaken for the sound of loneliness

　　There are far too many stars

　　On the earth there is but two of us

　　Gingerly down there for my hand is a thief

　　I’m bound to fumble when the moment is right

　　As another one is lost its a kind of release

　　And it's coming to me with a sense of relief

　　In my blood …feelings are lasting

　　In my blood …they never go away

　　In my blood …end up in a place,

　　somewhere that you don't have to miss it all

　　the flavour on my tongue,

　　In my blood …the fall of winter sun

　　In my blood …the sparkle in your eye,

　　In my blood …the moment when I die

　　I'm praying that I won't have to miss it all

　　Reincarnate, how I wish that I could come back again

　　How I wish that I could do this again

　　Reincarnate, how I wish that I could come back again

　　How I wish that I could do this again

　　You're in my blood, in my blood, in my blood.