Carry Me Home - The Primitives

Let me out Don't tell me everything Start it out Like any other day Must have gave the wrong impression Don't you understand where I belong? I'm not the one Stand again They say nothing comes for free And that's the truth I've been living in a fantasy Slip and slide ahead trip heaven Self-denial is such a wonderful and powerful thing But I'm not the one The morning dove sings with two broken wings Carry me home, I'm not afraid The stars in my eyes with shimmering lights Carry me home, don't let me fade away Stop the press the kids light is growing dim It took a month long slide, then the world came caving in When you self-destruct you wind up looking for a glimmer of hope But the writing's on the wall I'm not the one The morning dove sings with two broken wings Carry me home, I'm not afraid The stars in my eyes with shimmering lights Carry me home, don't let me fade (away) Just how thick is your skin? Just how sharp are your teeth? Oh, you've got a lot to learn Is there somewhere else that I can win Is there something else to start over again From the summit's edge to the cutting room floor I will be afraid no more The morning dove sings with two broken wings Carry me home, I'm not afraid The stars in my eyes with shimmering lights Carry me home, don't let me fade Carry me home, carry me

This hotel is cheap And the pillows stink And there's not a single thing To say it's Christmas Eve Oh Saint Nicholas I know I ain't in your list But if you're listening I need a bus ticket I came through Montreal I lost a lot of dough Could find no honest job So I did some other ones Got into trouble and I had to run or suffer And then a long road Into a long December Over the water and Over the border and Over the open land To this Ramada Inn No overbooking here No sort of holy birth No miracles occurring No not a creature stirring Oh Saint Stephen Where is your feast when I When I so sorely need it When I've been hardly eating But I'd give my food and drink To see my home again To see my mother's hand Against her apron edge Oh Oh Oh Oh Saint Christopher Send me a Christian word Send me a southern wind Oh send me up to my kin Hear the boys singing Through their drunken grinning Oh Jesus, Joseph, Mary I hear their voices carry Carry me home Home Home Can any saints hear me? Is there any angel near me? If you won't lift me up Then would you send my love Back to my home Back to my only shelter We're in the awful weather I will be warm and welcome Back to my home Home Home...

Celluloid soldiers, come in from the rain Murder my smile, but please leave me my pain All those good people, they don't even try Stealing the truth while they pay for your lie I'm about to lose the things I never saw before You wanted me to know the ups and downs Away we go to get another hit, the it The blood that she's about to spit You go your way and I guess I'll go mine We'll both arrive at the very same time Please give me your tired, give me your poor Please lift up your lamp, walk through this door Kick down the doors that you don't understand Please don't lose sight of this generous plan Blinded by prisms, we wind up in court I'm folding chairs while you sold yourself short She's about to redefine the way Reminded me to say the other way was right She's in a place to pray for me And now she got to flash the funky light You've got your way and it seems I've got mine Both gonna die at the very same time Marry me, mama That's someone to carry me home Stick with me, girlfriend I don't want to be here alone Marry me, mama That's someone to carry me home Stick with me, girlfriend I don't want to be here alone