Concrete (Live from London) [Bonus Track]

Concrete (Live from London) - Tom Odell

Lyrics by：Tom Odell/Inflo

Composed by：Tom Odell/Inflo

Produced by：Will Shapland

Got me in my hotel room

Got me

More pillows I could ever use

Think they call it luxury

But it doesn't make a difference to me

'Cause I'd sleep

On a bed that's made of

Concrete

Just the two of us and no sheet

Just your feet

Just rubbing up against mine

I've been staring at the picture on the wall

I know pretty clever but it's got no soul

I wanna see your masterpiece

But it doesn't make a difference to me

I said no

'Cause I'd sleep

Ohh

On a bed that's made of

Concrete

Just the two of us and no sheet

Just your feet rubbing up against mine

Oh just rubbing up against mine

I said

Just rubbing up against mine

Rubbing up against mine

I sit on these aeroplanes

But I just wanna walk

Play me these symphonies

But I just wanna talk

Babe won't you come back

I need something real

Ohh

I'd sleep on a bed that's made of concrete

Just the two of us and no sheets

Just your feet rubbing up against mine

Ohh

Just rubbing up against mine

Ohh

Just rubbing up against mine

Ohh

Just rubbing up against mine

Just rubbing up against mine

Just rubbing up against mine

Rubbing up against mine