Suitcase

Suitcase - Charlotte Church (夏洛特)

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Here I go I'm handing my heart out like communion

I pour it out in rhythm and rhyme

Sticks and stone throws won't change my lines

Tell me how to sing what everyone is feeling

When oh so many others have tried

Tears on the paper, love in my mind

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Heavy the heartaches, we carry the suitcase

And you can tell it to the weather it won't get any better

Until you learn to live with your scars

It's all in the suitcase, that holds who you are

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Glory days and bad times are all here in my baggage

They're folded up and kept here like clothes

Throw out the hurtful to lighten the load

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Heavy the heartaches, we carry the suitcase

And you can tell it to the weather it won't get any better

Until you learn to live with your scars

Heavy the suitcase

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Hidden in the pocket space

The hope you lost in younger days

And the few you thought you couldn't face

They're travelling today, you're throwing them away

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Heavy the heartaches, we carry the suitcase

And you can tell it to the weather it won't get any better

Until you learn to live with your scars

It's all in your suitcase, that holds who you are

That holds who you are

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