Dan Le Sac:Look For The Woman
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(Chorus)
There's a weight over me today.
There's something I have to say:
Love you too much to leave,
Don't like you enough to stay.
My heads in a mess,
And I'm stressed,
But I guess it's a test
In the quest for happiness,
And the rest of that mess.
So, I best just acquiesce,
Even though I've grown tired of you.
And that ain't meant to sound spiteful.
I'm just trying to be insightful.
When I write all my emotions
In the night; all the stuff I try to fight
Just comes out and the sad fact is, I'm so tired of you.
Love, it's a weird thing, ain't it?
There's no way to explain it,
But I swear, as well as pain,
There should be joy, but we sustain
The same level of mundane,
And it's numbing me through.
I often wonder if I'd miss you,
And still have the urge to kiss you,
If an issue was to hit through
To this heart that now feels disused,
And said issue was too big to just ignore,
And I walked out on you.
The chances are I'd fall apart,
And suffer seizures of the heart,
As my chest begins to smart.
The very second I depart,
I'd want to go back to the start;
But, then again, maybe I'd just feel new.
Maybe I'd get my life on track,
And start to focus my attack
On all the things my life just lacks,
And start to claw my passion back,
Instead of living like a hack;
Half committed, half relaxed.
I'd have nothing to lose.
(Chorus) (x2)
I guess lately I've had too much time to think,
And yeah way too much drink.
When paper meets the ink,
Over-thinking is the chink in my armour.
That's just what I do.
And I've always been that way;
Forever questioning each day,
And every plea that's made that
Maybe when I lay, my busy mind
Will make me prove by finding problems and reasons
That might not even be true.
See we got together so young,
Before our real lives had begun.
But flowers don't grow up as one.
Each finds its own way to the sun,
And that's exactly what we've done.
We've grown up separately, too.
And for a few years now, it's been the problem,
And these realisations, I wish that I could stop them,
But I've realised that love is all we have in common,
And, deep down, you know that's true.
But then, surely, that I'm still in love with you
Means there's something we can do
To get us through and to pursue a brand new point of view
On how this gap grew
Between me and you.
So, there's a weight over me,
And I'd hate to have to leave,
But in fate I don't believe,
And the state of you and me
Isn't great, as you can see.
So, I'll keep thinking this through.
(Chorus) (x5)
There's a weight over me today.
There's something I have to say:
Love you too much to leave,
Don't like you enough to stay.
My heads in a mess,
And I'm stressed,
But I guess it's a test
In the quest for happiness,
And the rest of that mess.
So, I best just acquiesce,
Even though I've grown tired of you.
And that ain't meant to sound spiteful.
I'm just trying to be insightful.
When I write all my emotions
In the night; all the stuff I try to fight
Just comes out and the sad fact is, I'm so tired of you.
Love, it's a weird thing, ain't it?
There's no way to explain it,
But I swear, as well as pain,
There should be joy, but we sustain
The same level of mundane,
And it's numbing me through.
I often wonder if I'd miss you,
And still have the urge to kiss you,
If an issue was to hit through
To this heart that now feels disused,
And said issue was too big to just ignore,
And I walked out on you.
The chances are I'd fall apart,
And suffer seizures of the heart,
As my chest begins to smart.
The very second I depart,
I'd want to go back to the start;
But, then again, maybe I'd just feel new.
Maybe I'd get my life on track,
And start to focus my attack
On all the things my life just lacks,
And start to claw my passion back,
Instead of living like a hack;
Half committed, half relaxed.
I'd have nothing to lose.
(Chorus) (x2)
I guess lately I've had too much time to think,
And yeah way too much drink.
When paper meets the ink,
Over-thinking is the chink in my armour.
That's just what I do.
And I've always been that way;
Forever questioning each day,
And every plea that's made that
Maybe when I lay, my busy mind
Will make me prove by finding problems and reasons
That might not even be true.
See we got together so young,
Before our real lives had begun.
But flowers don't grow up as one.
Each finds its own way to the sun,
And that's exactly what we've done.
We've grown up separately, too.
And for a few years now, it's been the problem,
And these realisations, I wish that I could stop them,
But I've realised that love is all we have in common,
And, deep down, you know that's true.
But then, surely, that I'm still in love with you
Means there's something we can do
To get us through and to pursue a brand new point of view
On how this gap grew
Between me and you.
So, there's a weight over me,
And I'd hate to have to leave,
But in fate I don't believe,
And the state of you and me
Isn't great, as you can see.
So, I'll keep thinking this through.
(Chorus) (x5)