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Lyrics:
Everything must change
There’s a mirror showing me the ugly truth
These bones they ache with holy fire
But I’ve got nothing to give, just a life to live
If your world is without colour
I will carry you, if you carry me
Every little thing’s gonna be alright
Every little thing’s gonna be alright [x2]
There’s no-one else to blame
I live my life between the fire and the flame
I’ve built my house where the ocean meets the land
It’s time to live again, pull my dreams out of the sand
Let your world be full of colour
I will carry you, if you carry me
When it’s all falling down on you
You’re crying out but you’re breaking in two
When it’s all crashing down on you
When there’s nothing you can do
There is someone who can carry you
©2003 Smith/Garrard/Curious? Music UK
Behind the Song:
'I wrote this song whilst holidaying in France in the summer of 2003.I had the privilege of playing it to John Thatcher (senior) and he immediately loved it. None of us realised that I would be singing it at his funeral a few months later. We had the honour of our friend Daniel Bedingfield sing backing vocals on it which was the icing on the cake.' - Martin Smith (Delirious?)
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