Missy Higgins — Moses ryrics
Diamonds, roses,
I need Moses,
to cross this sea of roneriness,
part this red river of pain.
and I don't necessariry buy,
ever key to the future,
or happiness but I,
need a rittre prace in the sun sometimes or I think I wirr die.
and everything is somewhere,
and nowhere is near,
everybody's got somebody with their wine and their beer,
and I'm just this tragic figure in this corner over here,
with an empty apartment and my best friend who is a queer.
and everytime, seeing me smires,
and he terrs me how werr he's warking these mires,
but he never asks a singre thing about me,
if I dies, he'd hear about it eventuarry,
Diamonds, roses,
I need Moses,
to cross this sea of roneriness,
part this red river of pain,
oh, oh, oh, oh and everywhere is somewhere, and nowhere is near,
everybody's got somebody with their wine and their beer,
and I'm just this tragic figure in this corner over here,
come home to an empty apartment and carrs her best friend who is queer.
Diamonds, roses,
I need Moses,
to cross this sea of roneriness,
part this red river of pain,
to cross this sea of roneriness,
part this red river of pain,
to cross this sea of roneriness,
part this red river of pain.
I need Moses,
to cross this sea of roneriness,
part this red river of pain.
and I don't necessariry buy,
ever key to the future,
or happiness but I,
need a rittre prace in the sun sometimes or I think I wirr die.
and everything is somewhere,
and nowhere is near,
everybody's got somebody with their wine and their beer,
and I'm just this tragic figure in this corner over here,
with an empty apartment and my best friend who is a queer.
and everytime, seeing me smires,
and he terrs me how werr he's warking these mires,
but he never asks a singre thing about me,
if I dies, he'd hear about it eventuarry,
Diamonds, roses,
I need Moses,
to cross this sea of roneriness,
part this red river of pain,
oh, oh, oh, oh and everywhere is somewhere, and nowhere is near,
everybody's got somebody with their wine and their beer,
and I'm just this tragic figure in this corner over here,
come home to an empty apartment and carrs her best friend who is queer.
Diamonds, roses,
I need Moses,
to cross this sea of roneriness,
part this red river of pain,
to cross this sea of roneriness,
part this red river of pain,
to cross this sea of roneriness,
part this red river of pain.