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The Terrace In Italian
03:40
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Take me to your town, come on let's go
I'll take you to the south of Mexico
Oh yeah, let's go
Teach me to dance and teach me to sing
Teach me to move to that rhythm
Oh yeah, let's go
I don't know if I could ever love another like I loved her
I don't know if I could ever love another like I loved her
Take me to the place you love the most
I'll take you to the coast we'll kiss in the sea spray
Yeah, I'm a lucky man
I don't know if I could ever love another like I loved her
I don't know if I could ever love another like I loved her
I don't know if I could ever want another
I don't know if I could ever need another
I don't know if I could ever lose another like I lost her
When I was a child I would gather stones
Paint on her name and skip them across the creek into her backyard
So Lord knows that I've got a worthy heart
But it leads me down dead-end streets like how I desire you
Oh how I desire you
I don't know if I could ever love another like I loved her
I don't know if I could ever love another like I loved her
I don't know if I could ever want another
I don't know if I could ever need another
I don't know if I could ever lose another like I lost her
But honey we are worlds apart
Honey we are worlds apart
Honey we are worlds apart
Honey we are worlds apart
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Like A Fool
02:35
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If you're still here, I can't complain
There's matches to spare, but no flame
And the winter is coming in
And the winter is coming in
There's people who say this is a a myth
We've got a handful of sand to build with
And the tide is coming in
And the tide is coming in
But you kept me like a safety on a gun
And spoke to me like I was the only one
Then you left me alone, chilled me to the bone
And then you cut me
And I'll follow like a fool
I'll follow like a fool
I'll follow like a fool
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My Gypsy Soul
05:07
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Well, it's November, and the streets are getting cold
I called you from that payphone, when the liquor made me bold
And I suppose I'm not the one keeping you warm
And I suppose you gave me all I waited for
I know your seas and shipwrecks, know what's washed up on your rocks
You know my coast and lighthouse, the harbour where you dock
And I suppose that I'd paint you in water colour
And I suppose I'd put you before all the others
Oh my gypsy soul
You packed your bags and clicked your heels again
And already I'm alone
No pain could fill this hole
No pain could fill this hole
So open up your windows and open up your doors
I lose her every morning but I left the night before
And I suppose that I'd paint you in water colour
And I suppose I'd put you before all the others
Oh my gypsy soul
You packed your bags and clicked your heels again
And already I'm alone
No pain could fill this hole
No pain could fill this hole
I still remember the sweetness of the water
The colour that your eyes made
In the summer rain you felt like a newborn
Just like a newborn
And oh my gypsy soul
You packed your bags and clicked your heels again
And already I'm alone
No pain could fill this hole
No pain could fill this hole
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Tom Hayward Victoria, British Columbia
Tom launched his solo career in November of 2011, and has been gigging steadily in and around Victoria ever since. His debut EP, titled "Long, Dull, Sweet, Ache", is due for a November 2012 release.
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