Jonatha Brooke - Annie Lyrics
Annie, I hope things line up for youAll in a row, shiny and newYou can't keep living in one small roomWhen you never let anyone inYou never let anyone inAnnie, you think the whole world's been cruelAll the stars took advantage of youYour mother was cold, your daddy'd no loveSo you stomped your feet til they noticedStomped your feet til they put on the kid glovesNow they're walking on eggshells, they're walking on glassThey sing you a lullaby each time you askSomeday you'll pick yourself up off your ass and go.Annie, you think the boys never played fairTripping you up, sticking gum in your hairBut wherever you run, it's yourself you face thereAnd he might be gone when you need himHe might be gone by the time you careNow he's walking on eggshells, he's walking on glassSings you a lullaby each time you askSomeday you'll pick yourself up off your ass and goBut Annie, I love you, that's always been clearIt's the layers of history that won't let us hearThe twisted compassion that's burning our earsThe distance from there to hereThe distance from there to here'Cause I'm walking on eggshells, I'm walking on glassWe sing hallelujah each time that you passEnd Someday you'll pick yourself up off your ass and go'Cause you're gambling again and the stakes are too highYour ante is fear, and my bet is desireTook you far from the truth, and into the fire againBut Annie, I hope things line up for youAll in a row, shiny and newYou can't keep living in one small roomWhen you never let anyone in, you never let anyone in, never let anyone in
