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• Artiste: Tom Odell
• Titre: Prayer
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Oh, my boy Imagine the world that you're gonna enjoy You're charming just like your grandma Strumming your toy guitar You've got her wrapped around your fingers it seems Singing your songs of love Telling her what you'll be when you grow up A singer-songwriter, whatever you decide It's gonna be tough Getting to know the black dog in your blood When the war is won Just promise you'll come and visit us All these prayers Does anybody know if there's a heaven up there? I'm hoping, if there is then it may be Somewhere I can see your eyes still gently smiling at me Open up a beer Feeling kind of angry you're not here Don't wanna be alone I pick up my iPhone and I choose Which part of my mind I will abuse I promised I wouldn't But it's just too good to refuse All these dreams They never turn out quite as big as they seem Still waiting for my mother to arrive And sit down by my side And tell me I don't need to worry anymore Sitting on a plane, drinking to anaesthetise the pain Don't know where it comes from Been there ever since I was young I guess But when I'm with my friends I feel it less Time out of my mind, that's when I find I'm at my best