Sam Jones

(альбом: Sam Jones Feeds His Demons - 2012)

If you must you can call me Sam
Just leave me where I am
Smoking on the stairs
Freeing little white ghosts to the winter air
I'll take my precious time
I'm not going too far

I saw you in my dreams
You were shivering cold laying next to me
I wrapped you in my arms
You pulled away and said it did more harm than anything
So you left me where I lay
Freeing little white ghosts to waste away another day
I feed my demons well
So they don't go too far

Sam Jones how'd you get so sad
They ask me, Sam Jones how'd you get so sad
Well I feed my demons well
So they don't go too far

If you must you can call me Sam
Just leave me where I am
Freeing little white ghosts
Freeing little white ghosts
Freeing little white ghosts
Freeing little white ghosts