You're poked you're lost you're tired again
it's the cold it’s the frost
I'm lying my friend
Actually I'm warm lyin in my bed
in the best of form just restin' my head
The rays now will fall - onto us all
these forms of life that surround us now
the sweetness the strife the short and the tall
the bitter and the sweet the stuff that makes us tick..
untidy yet neat, I don't wanna seem too slick..
check amazon for The Rays mp3 download these lyrics are submitted by kaan browse other artists under B:B2B3B4B5B6B7B8B9B10B11 Songwriter(s): Malcolm Ian Grant, Kaye Adelaide Woodward, Robert Marshall Scott, Paul Christopher Kean Publisher(s): Mushroom Music Pty Ltd. Record Label(s): 2005 Magic Marker Records Official lyrics by