Marlene - Coast To Coast

Sunday morning, has me feeling something

A funny kind of love

There must be something, about this room

Because my brother said the same thing

Said the same thing

You used to speak for England, darling

You haven’t said a word in days

You just walked away

Will my voice carry you home?

I guess it’s something that I’ll never know

You get nasty when you’re drunk

And I was looking for an argument

Not a match made in heaven

You used to speak for England, darling

You haven’t said a word in days

You just walked away

Will my voice carry you home?

I guess it’s something that I’ll never know

There are a thousand throats

That could hold these notes

Hold these notes better than I ever could