the day i lost my voice the suitcase song

Copeland

It s sure as the floor neath my toes
And somehow not surprised
That I was superimposed, somehow in this life
And if my friends and my foes would just drop me a line, it d be nice.

You see love is a drink that goes straight to my head
and time is a lover and I m caught in her stare
And the sentiment there follows me straight to my bed through the night

I ve got my life in a suitcase,
I m ready to run, run, run away..
I ve got no time, cause I m always trying to run, run, run away
Cause everyday in here feels like it s only a game.
I ve got my life in a suitcase, a suitcase, a suitcase

What could be an anchor here, with a storm on the rise,
When you never meant to see so clear, when smoke gets in your eyes
And the men in the moon never makes his replies
Understood

I ve got my life in a suitcase,
I m ready to run, run, run away..
I ve got no time, cause I m always trying to run, run, run away
Cause everyday in here feels like it s only a game.
I ve got my life in a suitcase, a suitcase, a suitcase

For a moment I was one man and the world made sense
For a moment in this storm made of consequence

I ve got my life in a suitcase and ready to run run run away
I got no time cause I m always trying to run run run away
Cause everyday when it feels like it s only a game I ve got my life in a suitcase, a suitcase, a suitcase
A suitcase.

By David Santos.