Perfectly Yours - Robert Francis



     
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Perfectly Yours Lyrics


There is an answer asleep in my veins
Between the fire and the moment it rains
I can almost see what it means to be free
I'll learn the wave, when they wait, to the world outside
I was an animal trying to hide
It's instincts of being alive
But now it's perfectly yours
But now it's perfectly yours
No more a stranger to myself or a stranger to my fears
The clouds are erupting like missing years
The curtain is closed on a ballet of tears
I'll drift away 'tween the moonlight and the open road
'Tween the bullet and the time to reload
I can finally see what I've never seen

But now it's perfectly yours
Now it's perfectly yours
Perfectly yours
I don't wanna lose this feeling
When I'm out of my mind
When the sun tries to shine
When my heart skips a beat
When you're lost in the sheets
If I try not to scream
If I'm lost in a dream
If I'm not as I seem
I'm Perfectly yours
Perfectly yours
I don't wanna lose this feeling
When I'm out of my mind
When the sun tries to shine
When my heart skips a beatAll I want is to be less alone
When you're lost in the sheets
If I try not to screamCome and find me
If I'm lost in a dream
If I'm not as I seem
I'm perfectly yours
When I'm out of my mind
When the sun tries to shine
When my heart skips a beat
When you're lost in the sheetsPerfectly yours
If I try not to scream
If I'm lost in a dream
If I'm not as I seem
Perfectly yours
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Lyrics submitted by Brian Lathrum.

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Born in Los Angeles in 1987, Robert Francis grew up surrounded by music. His father is a classical music producer and eccentric owner of one of the largest collections of sheet music in the U.S. One of Francis' earliest memories is his father "blasting music at full volume in his cluttered office under fluorescent lights until 4 a.m. while I was trying to sleep in the room next door." His mother, one of nine sisters, grew up in Mexico in a town so small that "it's just dirt, clay huts, boarded-up buildings...

Read more about Robert Francis on Last.fm.


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