What Deaner Was Talking About (off A Life Less Ordinary)


Your washings out
It's hanging out
And all I have is nothing
Nothing to do
Nothing to say
I think I must be dreaming


Chorus: The sun comes out
And I'm all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talking about?
And I don't think I will ever return again my friend


If I was king
And wore a ring
I'd never hurt my people
I'd stay alert
And dress to kill
I might even slip you something


Chorus (x2)


I don't think I will ever return again my friend (x2)


Written by Sarah Nsouli