Lyrics
High St.
She wakes up at 2am, with her head beneath the sheets
She’s angry with her life, so she dreams…
Driving down High St.
With her finger in the air
Screaming she doesn’t care
But she does, faithfully
It’s all about a young boy
Her son and blood
The appropriate word or phrase, is love
I little break on another line
Nothing for sure but keeps on trying, to feel something new
Another break in the window pain
The pain is lost but headed her way, being with the one she doesn’t love
Driving down High St.
With her finger in the air
Screaming she doesn’t care
But she does, faithfully, faithfully oh oh
She’s a walking, feeling something more, than her belief’s
The clouds aren’t lifting, there’s no, relief…
Driving down High St.
With her finger in the air
Screaming she doesn’t care
But she does, faithfully
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