Patchwork

Patchwork - Tindersticks

I know its wrong

I know its selfish

Youve so little time

You know this pattern

Patchwork of any direction

Cobbled together

In odd shape and size

Take my hand well walk through this together

But my hand gets sweaty

You somehow slip away

Try to call you but I dont call too loud no

Try to love and never look that hard

Cos this blues a swirling ocean

The green the ambition

The red is the guilt

Theres a lot of red

I know its wrong

I know its selfish

Such a short life

So little time

Try to call you but I dont call too loud no

Try to love but never look that hard

Cos this blues a swirling ocean

The green the ambition

The red is the guilt

Theres a lot of red

The yellow is my sunshine

Comes out on odd occasion

Barely enough to keep you around