Can't try the flying
You know I'll be near
You know I'll be near
Take your time in the morning light
There's nobody here
There's nobody here

When you feel too much to ever let it show
You turn it up, turn it down,
Turn it on, turn it round and leave

When you just don't conceive
In what you believe
You want to learn the trick to turn
What's not so pretty into something more beautiful
It's the same place that I learned to turn
What could be sorrow into some kind of mercy

When I feel too much to ever let it show
I turn it up, turn it down,
Turn it off, turn it round and leave

Then I just don't conceive
In what to believe

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Writer(s): ELIZABETH CAROLINE ORTON