Telling Stories Lyrics

Telling Stories lyrics

she came across, a batch of my photos 

and invitations to her best friends parties

a dressing gown with dirty in-ter-raction

from someone else

a famous diary, from my early teen hood.

when I’m bored, I find inspiration 

from any songs I’ve ever known

and opened up a closing wall

she said ’ we were nothing but being bored ’



cause then she started telling stories

stories about how we did we first meet

she was telling loads of stories

stories that she made up for her own self

and she was never holding on, holding back

about the fact we were an end



when she went, I left to the station

with a bag and some inspiration 

she then said ’ if your not careful, you’ll have nothing left

and nothing to live for,

from when your 19 till your 70. ’

I sat up, kept looking forward

I didn’t mind, her eyes were sore

I’m walking through the wooden door

I will never find myself wanting more



cause then she started telling stories

stories about how we did we first meet

she was telling loads of stories

stories that she made up for her own self

and she was never holding on, holding back

about the fact we were an end

I was just hoping that, looking back

I could always rely on a friend 



the time has come

to pick up the pieces and

find a room, with lots of spaces

all the junk that she’ld been missing

some where here but come were missing

in the station, where we parted

she never dreamt that I would get to be

the song writer you’ve always wanted to see

but I knew despite of dreams

she’ll be sitting somewhere near with me



cause then she started telling stories

stories about how we did we first meet

she was telling loads of stories

stories that she made up for her own self

and she was never holding on, holding back

about the fact we were an end

I was just hoping that, looking back

I could always rely on a friend 

and she will always tell these stories

we will never hear of the end

cause she was always telling stories, we will never hear of the end