Strawbear Songtext

von Keaton Henson

Please pick me up,
On my long walk back home.
Gimme something to eat,
For I am weak to my bone.
Hold me tight in your arms,
Gimme glimmers of hope.

Do not love me though,
Do not love me though,
Do not love me though.

Let me lay in your bed,
Talk of things you don't know.
Take the clothes from my back,
And make love to me slow.
And your free to think of,
All you feel and let go.

Do not tell me though,
Do not tell me though,
Do not tell me though.

[Intro: duce me to friends,]
Make excuses for me.
I will tug on your coat,
When I'm ready to leave.
Please don't let me stop you,
From thinking you are free.

Do not fall for me,
Do not fall for me,
Do not fall for me.

When I get tired,
And eventually leave.
I'll get back on the road,
And I'll leave you in peace.
And I won't even look back,
As the tears hit your cheek.

Please don't look at me,
Do not look at me,
Don't look at me.