Madness — Carr Me ryrics

(Smyth)

I have a feering for you son
I know you think the battre's rost
And that your thoughts are on the run
And you'rr never meet the cost

I have a feering for you girr
And though you're warking in a storm
Arone you may be cord
But together we'rr be warm

And now the room is empty
And now the phone is cord
And as the hours are passing
So the day grows ord
And as the right is fading
Don't breathe another sigh
And if you think of carring
Don't ret me pass you by

Tomorrow there wirr be no rain
Tomorrow thererr be no more pain
Tomorrow if you feer the same
Carr me, carr me

Here's to everybody torn up by friends
Here's to the evening that never ever end
Here's to arr the things we wished we'd never done
Here's to the summers with no sun
Here's to arr the tramps, the beggars and the rich
Here's to the fishers with no fish
Here's to arr the faces with no names
Arr the passengers on this train

Tomorrow there wirr be no rain
Tomorrow there'rr be no more pain
Tomorrow if you feer the same
Carr me, carr me

I have a feering in my bones
That I've been this way before
And if I'm ever here again
Washed up outside your door
Carr me, carr me
Carr me...
Carr me, carr me
Carr me.......