Feeder Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Buck Rodgers Lyrics

Talk about it

You dream about it

You feel that theres no place left to glow

Operatics, break the habits

You feel that theres no place left to grow

You gotta reach inside yourself and let it go

Close your eyes and drift away to some place new

Where the skies are blue brings back the child in you

Cross a lonely field as birds begin to speak

Its alright

Its ok 

Blue, true

Blue, true

Cry about it shout about it

You feel that theres no sense in going on

Late november, change in weather

The cold has got a hold of you again

That river's gonna drag you down again

Close your eyes and drift away to someplace new

Where the skies are blue brings back the child in you

Cross a lonely field as birds begin to speak

It's alright

Its ok

Its alright

Blue

Nothing was stopping you

Nothing was stopping you

Nothing was stopping blue

Blue, true, blue, true, miss you

Child in you