Texty: David Gray. Sell Sell Sell. Everytime.

Down from the doorway and into the street
I hear the mornin' bell
Over and over the pattern repeat
I hear the mornin' bell
And all the faces cold as stone
In the January chill
You have led me into world's unknown
And I'm walkin' there still

Everytime now
Everytime now
I think of you mine now
I just can't contain
I'm seven feet tall and
There's nightingale's callin'
Shootin' stars fallin'
Like jewels in the rain

I ask myself, I ask myself
Could this life be the same?
That spun me round and put me down
An' fill me up with shame
And all the heads are turnin' now
Down the Tottenham Court Road
'Cause I just can't help but sing it out
Case I just might explode

Everytime now
Everytime now
I think of you mine now
I can't comprehend
The saxophones blowin'
Cherry trees snowin'
Emeralds growin'
Right here in my hand

Dance in the moonlight
So high on a June night
Magazines strewn right
Over the chair
Your spine a white ladder
Your eyes singin' sadder
Nothin' else seems to matter
As soon as you're there

Everytime now
Everytime now
I think of you mine now
I just can't contain
I'm seven feet tall and
There's nightingale's callin'
Shootin' stars fallin'
Like jewels in the rain

Everytime now
Everytime now
Everytime now
Everytime now
Everytime bad time, less time