Album Cover Somersault

Somersault

Zero 7

4

You're the prince to my ballerina

You'll feed all the people's parking meters

You encourage the eating of ice cream

And you would somersault in sand with me

You talk to loners

You ask 'how's your week?'

You give love to all

And give love to me

You're obsessed with hiding

The sticks and stones

And feel the unknown

You feel like home

You feel like home

You put my feet back on the ground

Oh, did you know you brought me round

Yeah, you were sweet and you were sound

Can you save me

You're the wars in my summer's breeze

You're the ivories in my ebony key

You would share your last jelly bean

And you would somersault in sand with me

You put my feet back on the ground

Oh, did you know you brought me round

Yeah, you were sweet and you were sound

You save me

You put my feet back on the ground

Oh, did you know you brought me round

Yeah you were sweet and you were sound

See I have tried

You still bring me around 'n around 'n around

'n around 'n around 'n around

Yeah yeah oh oh

You brought me around

Yeah yeah oh oh