All of Your Things Songtext
von The RAah Project

All of your things
All of your ways
Waiting when I come around

Girl be my home
Girl be my day
Listening when I make sound

Things I should know, feel what you speak
In tongues only you and me understand

I can′t get back, places we stayed
Cause that's just not my side of town


Times when we speak fefills like theres something you can grip
I live in a state of consequence, those things that I did
Now this is my hell and I am yards above
And so I′ll paint my own pictures
Give me back my easel bud
I'm standing on the dawn of tide with waves on the rise
Perfectly calm
Composed
When I stare into your eyes
My guise is that of a poet with confetti mind
Got steady time
Take life on
Don't just stand in line
Man, but at times I′m the biggest asshole
You had to hassle over to me
Whatever you need it doesn′t seem to be me as I am incomplete
Face my world of tragedy staring down your lovers gaze
I never change, I just go over and taste my own pain
When I miss you
When I kiss you
When it hits you
Like a pistol
I'm the smiths stew
Blank stares into nothingness
I lift you to pedestals of appreciation
Recreated models of Greek love
I seek trust and somehow somewhere I know it could be ours

All of your things
All of your ways
Be waiting when I come round

Keep inside yourself the things that I want more of,
Cause I can′t be that thing you want
That perfect winter night

All of your things
All of your ways
Be waiting when I come around