White Lght - Two Hours Traffic
There's quiet at the
End of this bed
It's calm near the sound
Of her beating heart
Now I don't tell her
But I think I'll start
My baby makes me
Think of heaven
I won't make the
Same mistakes twice
I'll just learn so she
Might love me more
I have this dream now
Where I'm with her at the door
My baby makes me think of heaven
My lord my lord my lord my lord
My lord my lord my lord my
My lord my lord my lord my lord
Your little message got me
Call the devil back
And turn the candles on
Burn them to the ground
Signals for the sky
Call the devil back
My girl is coming soon
There's white light in
My drawing room
My lord my lord my lord my lord
My lord my lord my lord my
My lord my lord my lord my lord
Your little message got me
My lord my lord my lord my lord
My lord my lord my lord my
Little message got me