Teksty: Jack Savoretti. Map Of The World.

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With a map of the world in your pocket
And a whole lot of time to kill
You went looking for answers
To questions you don't understand
And you never will
I'm living the street life under the stars
Ive been drowning my broken heart in a backstreet bar
And I cut my skin and I start to bleed
I do it all over again
Cause it don't hurt like it hurts
When you leave

With a whole lot of tears you left me
What a mess of my love you made
I was there on the day running after your train
I will always remember your face
Please come home
Its not the same here any more
Please come home
Since you've been gone no one talks about the world

While your out there
Being a river
I remember you good as gold
But you say that you're not who they want you to be
You know that to me you're the world
Please come home
Its not the same since you've been gone
Please come home (x4)

Yeah, with a map of the world in your pocket
And a whole lot of time to kill
You went looking for answers
To questions you don't understand
And you never will

With a map of the world in your pocket
And a whole lot of love to give
You went looking for places and situations
That you've been dying to live
And I wish you well (x4)

I'm living the street life under the stars
Ive been drowning my broken heart in a backstreet bar
And I cut my skin and I start to bleed
I do it all over again
Cause it don't hurt like it hurts
When you..
Cause it don't hurt like it hurts
When you leave