Wandering Eye - Live for Burberry (London Fashion Week 2014) - Ed Harcourt

Lyrics by：Ed Harcourt

Composed by：Ed Harcourt

They say I got a wandering eye

It strays too far from the flock

Always going where the grass is greener

A skeleton key for each lock

You can be my judge and my jury

Condemn me to the soil and the Earth

Tied me to the end of four horses

Place a bet on which part goes first

Well here I slump at the end of some nowhere

My arm in a sling and a thousand yard stare

Watching the boats there's family and friends

They won't come ashore if they have any sense

A wedding procession is moved from the church

I turned a good blessing into a bad curse

The coyotes and crows peck at my eye

To stop me from drifting away with the tide

They say I got potential for violence

I can kill a man with my own bare hands

But I can't focus on anything

Let alone have a murderous plan

I remember when I first saw you

I couldn't move I was paralyzed

I wondered if you would be the only one to

Put an end to my wandering eye

Well here I slump at the end of some nowhere

My arm in a sling and a thousand yard stare

Watching the boats with their family and friends

Who won't come ashore if they have any sense

A wedding procession is moved from the church

I turned a good blessing into a bad curse

The coyotes and crows peck at my eye

To stop me from drifting away with the tide

There's no way that I can make it stop

I have fallen so far from the top

There no doubt I'll never be like you

Stay in one place live the life you choose

They say I got a wandering eye

It strays too far from the flock

Always going where the grass is greener

A skeleton key for each lock