Quiet life, lights go out on the north shore
But he dreams of going south
Once again he feels the sand in his pockets
He may need a little help
I ain't got nothing to lose
Hooooo
He might need a little help
They're wrong to leave you high
Like dust on a shelf
They call you in, the crowds move in to the market
On any given sunday
Send you home just out of reach in the distance
Oh I'm gonna need some help
But I ain't got nothing to lose
Hooooo
He might need a little help
They're wrong to leave you high
Like dust on a shelf
He might need a little help
Like dust on a shelf
They're wrong to leave you high
Like dust on a shelf
All my love, that part of me
Thinking 'bout you, I'm thinking 'bout nothing
Candle loop won't let me settle down
No regrets sings Emily
These happy pills and remedies
Honestly,
Hooooo, Hooooo, Hooooo
He might need your help
Like dust on a shelf
They're wrong to leave you high
Like dust on a shelf
He might need a little help
Like dust on a shelf
They're wrong to leave you high
Like dust on a shelf