Nothing In My Way
Keane
4:01I open my eyes, everything shines I swim as the breeze blows down the coast Down on my luck, breathing my last Dirty old hands carry me home Red sky turning round Black rain falling down If you've got love You better hope that that's enough Sandstorm cuts your skin Black clouds circling If you've got love You better hope that that's enough You came from the south To Lebanon shores Folding our clothes, Dived in too deep The blackest of seas glittering red Lit by the fire over our heads Red sky turning round Black rain falling down If you've got love You better hope that that's enough Sandstorm cuts your skin Songbirds circling If you've got love You'd better hope that that's enough You'd better hope that that's enough