How I wish I could surrender my soul;

Shed the clothes that become my skin;

See the liar that burns within my needing.

How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold.

How I wish I had screamed out loud,  

Instead I've found no meaning.



I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,

All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.

Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.  

I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble. 

It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain. 



How I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind;

Hold memory close at hand,

Help me understand the years.

How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.

How I wish I would save my soul.

I'm so cold from fear.

  

I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,  

All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble. 

Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.  

I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.  

Far, far away; find comfort in pain.

All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.

It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain





Wurlitzer, guitars, piano, church organ, vocals: James Blunt

guitar feedback: Guy Chambers

Hammond: John Nau

bass: Sasha Kristov

drums: Charlie Paxon

Strings: Eric Gorfain and The Section