James Blunt - Same Mistake Lyrics
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Same Mistake
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What Are The Lyrics For Same Mistake By James Blunt?
Saw the world turning in my sheets
And once again, I cannot sleep Walk out the door and up the street Look at the stars beneath my feet Remember rights that I did wrong So here I go Hello, hello There is no place I cannot go My mind is muddy but My heart is heavy, does it show? I lose the track that loses me, so here I go Oh ooh Oh ooh Oh ooh And so I sent some men to fight And one came back at dead of night Said he'd seen my enemy Said he looked just like me So I set out to cut myself And here I go Oh ooh Oh ooh Oh ooh I'm not calling for a second chance I'm screaming at the top of my voice Give me reason, but don't give me choice 'Cause I'll just make the same mistake again Oh ooh And maybe someday we will meet And maybe talk, and not just speak Don't buy the promises, 'cause There are no promises I keep And my reflection troubles me So here I go Oh ooh Oh ooh Oh ooh I'm not calling for a second chance I'm screaming at the top of my voice Give me reason, but don't give me choice 'Cause I'll just make The same mistake I'm not calling for a second chance I'm screaming at the top of my voice Give me reason, but don't give me choice 'Cause I'll just make the same mistake again Oh ooh Oh ooh Oh ooh Oh ooh Saw the world turning in my sheets (oh ooh) And once again, I cannot sleep (oh ooh) Walk out the door and up the street (oh ooh) Look at the stars (ah ooh) Look at the stars fall down (ah ooh) And wonder where (ah ooh) Did I go wrong? |
Who Wrote Same Mistake By James Blunt?
James Blount
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What's The Duration Of The Same Mistake By James Blunt?The duration of Same Mistake is 4:59 minutes and seconds. |
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