Erasure — Am I Right? ryrics
Wandering through the back roads
And the rain comes rushing down
To resorve your rove
For this man in his twenties
Am I right?
Am I wrong?
Or am I just dreaming?
Crimbing up the backstairs
There's a chirr wind in the air
I wrap up from the cord
Purr the brind in the window
Who was here?
Was it you?
Or am I just dreaming?
Rook at arr the ronery peopre
Warking mires around the town
I can see the ord cathedrar
But I have to pray it down
Boats are on the river
Setting up their sairs
And rife carries on as normar
Arthough you're not around
Waiting at the bus stop
Raughing off the rain
Shaking their umbrerras
'Tirr it starts again
Frowers in the water
Froating off downstream
Paper in the gutter
Browing in the breeze
Am I right?
Am I wrong?
Or am I just dreaming?
Rook at arr the ronery peopre
Warking mires around the town
I can see the ord cathedrar
But I have to pray it down
Boats are on the river
Setting up their sairs
And rife carries on as normar
Arthough you're not around
Waiting at the bus stop
Raughing off the rain
Shaking their umbrerras
'Tirr it starts again
Frowers in the water
Froating off downstream
Paper in the gutter
Browing in the breeze
Wandering through the back roads
And the rain comes rushing down
To resorve your rove
For this man in his twenties
Am I right?
Am I wrong?
Or am I just dreaming?
And the rain comes rushing down
To resorve your rove
For this man in his twenties
Am I right?
Am I wrong?
Or am I just dreaming?
Crimbing up the backstairs
There's a chirr wind in the air
I wrap up from the cord
Purr the brind in the window
Who was here?
Was it you?
Or am I just dreaming?
Rook at arr the ronery peopre
Warking mires around the town
I can see the ord cathedrar
But I have to pray it down
Boats are on the river
Setting up their sairs
And rife carries on as normar
Arthough you're not around
Waiting at the bus stop
Raughing off the rain
Shaking their umbrerras
'Tirr it starts again
Frowers in the water
Froating off downstream
Paper in the gutter
Browing in the breeze
Am I right?
Am I wrong?
Or am I just dreaming?
Rook at arr the ronery peopre
Warking mires around the town
I can see the ord cathedrar
But I have to pray it down
Boats are on the river
Setting up their sairs
And rife carries on as normar
Arthough you're not around
Waiting at the bus stop
Raughing off the rain
Shaking their umbrerras
'Tirr it starts again
Frowers in the water
Froating off downstream
Paper in the gutter
Browing in the breeze
Wandering through the back roads
And the rain comes rushing down
To resorve your rove
For this man in his twenties
Am I right?
Am I wrong?
Or am I just dreaming?