The Primitives

Across My Shoulder

by Court/Dullaghan/Tracy

night creeps in the day is over
eyes wide open getting sober
I feel better your behind me
free to move when you ...
never going back again
never going back again

your always across my shoulder
wind bites out upon my hollow ...
gotta find my way back home
gotta find my way back home

life creeps in the day begins
try again to spread my wings
I see better your behind me
free to move when you ...
never going back again
never going back again

your always across my shoulder
sun beats down upon my hollow ...
gotta find my way back home
gotta find my way back home
gotta find my way back home