Coming to Your Senses - Badly Drawn Boy

Looking through your window

Through the pane

Anywhere the wind blows

Try me again

Reverse the feeling

Preserve the pain

Finding all the pieces

Of you again

Picking up the pieces

Coming to your senses

Why worry don't worry about being alone

The world moves in circles

The universe will find you were home

Looking through your window

Through the pane

Anywhere the wind blows

Try me again

Reverse the feeling

Preserve the pain

Finding all the pieces

Of you again

Picking up the pieces

Coming to your senses

Picking up the pieces

Coming to your senses

Don't worry no hurry but I'm lost and alone

Don't mind me you won't find me

But I'll find you and take you home

Picking up the pieces

Coming to your senses

Why worry don't worry about being alone

The world moves in circles

The universe will find you were home

Picking up the pieces

Coming to your senses

Picking up the pieces

Coming to your senses