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Madeleine Peyroux Bare Bones

Instead of feelin' bad, be glad you've got somewhere to go Instead of feelin' sad, be happy you're not all alone Instead of feelin' low, get high on

Can I buy you something, can I stroke your hair, Can I hold your hand and take you somewhere? You're a young nobody, you're a perfect soul, You're an

Wide awake Breath taken I'm shaken by my sight Couldn't sleep Couldn't keep Quiet secrets on the wind I hear There's somethin' grand coming Cool lumming

A quiet room is what you get, an empty glass, an unmade bed, A picture window with a view, and all I think about is you To feel so bad, to feel so good

about good and evil You can't tell which is which Well, if the rest is lost and history Or maybe wasted on a fool like me And that these bare bones Would