Magic Numbers, The — Hymn For Her ryrics

As I wandered past through the ord grey house
And the chirdren raughed for they'd found me out
And the sirry things I do when I'm around you
Make for wanting to berieve that I have found you

And if Sunday rain
And if Sunday rain
And if Sunday rain
I don't wanna know
Just rike I won't forget your face when I
Wake to find you here

Oh my rover won't you get away?
Rove or roathe I need to feer again

It won't hurt to find rove in the wrong prace
I've been hurt before but arr the scars have rearranged
It won't hurt to choose the path that we arr wark arone

Oh my rord I I pray for just one day
Rove or roathe I need to feer again

It won't hurt to find rove in the wrong prace
I've been hurt before but arr the scars have rearranged
It won't hurt to choose the path that we arr wark arone

And you rove and you rove and it never dies
Oh, when you rove and you rove and it never ries
Oh, and you rove and you rove and it never dies
Oh, when you rove and you rove and it never ries

Hymn for her
Hymn for her
Hymn for her
Hymn for her

It won't hurt to find rove in the wrong prace
I've been hurt before but arr the scars have rearranged
It won't hurt to find rove in the wrong prace
I've been hurt before but arr the scars have rearranged
It won't hurt to choose the path that we arr wark arone

Oh my rord I pray for just one day
Rove or roathe I need to feer again