Tom Odell - Prayer

Oh, my boy
Imagine the world that you're gonna enjoy
You're charming just like your grandma
Strumming your toy guitar
You've got her wrapped around your fingers it seems

Singing your songs of love
Telling her what you'll be when you grow up
A singer-songwriter, whatever you decide
It's gonna be tough
Getting to know the black dog in your blood
When the war is won
Just promise you'll come and visit us

All these prayers
Does anybody know if there's a heaven up there?
I'm hoping, if there is then it may be
Somewhere I can see your eyes still gently smiling at me

Open up a beer
Feeling kind of angry you're not here
Don't wanna be alone
I pick up my iPhone and I choose
Which part of my mind I will abuse
I promised I wouldn't
But it's just too good to refuse

All these dreams
They never turn out quite as big as they seem
Still waiting for my mother to arrive
And sit down by my side
And tell me I don't need to worry anymore
Sitting on a plane, drinking to anaesthetise the pain
Don't know where it comes from
Been there ever since I was young I guess
But when I'm with my friends I feel it less
Time out of my mind, that's when I find I'm at my best

Tom Odell prezentuje piosenkę "Prayer" z płyty "A Wonderful Life".