Patchwork Testo

(tindersticks cover)
Well I know it❝s wrong
And I know it❝s selfish
It❝s such a short life
There❝s so little time
You see this pattern
A patchwork without any direction
All cobbled together
In odd shape and size
Take my hand now
We❝ll go through this mess together
But my hands are sweating
You somehow slip away
I tried to phone you
No need to shout, now
I tried to love
But never looked that hard
❝cos this blues is a swirling ocean
The green, my ambition
Red is the passion
There❝s a lot of red
There❝s a lot of red, oh...
Such a short life
It❝s such a short life
Yeah...