One Of These Days (Radio Edit) Lyrics
One Of These Days (Radio Edit) - Øyvind Holm
Lyrics by：Øyvind Holm
Composed by：Øyvind Holm
I brush the snow from my lapels
It's a fancy suit
Bet you could tell
You could always sort the true
From the imposters
The
Irony in that my dear
You moved on and I'm still here
Wondering what it would take for me
To clear the air
One
Of these days
You pick the date
It's not too late
For us to join the celebrations
Got
My
Twenty dollar almanac
But what's the point
Got nothing planned
Been tearing out pages
From here to
Christmas
But i'll keep every saturday
I'll write your name and what to say
Should we ever meet again someday
One of these days
You pick the date
It's not too late
For us to join the celebrations
And in the dim light of my alabastar lamp
I'm wide awake
My dreams are
Swirling
Patterns on the floor
Temptation is
The
Sweetest pill
A bag of candy
A
Night of
Empty thrills
It
Pulls me in like
Times
Before
Driving fast down dead end streets
My back pressed hard against my seat
Breaking every red light through the city
Feet are fumbling for the brakes
A lover's fight but
Love forsakes
Anyone not paying
With the whole of their heart
One of these days
You pick the date
It's not too late
For us to join the celebrations
One of these days
Go pick the date
It's not too late
For us to join the celebrations