| Song | So Well |
| Artist | Dawes |
| Album | Nothing Is Wrong |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I am an old old sailor | |
| With a future much shorter than his past | |
| I live alone, I do not wander | |
| A world that just slips further from my grasp | |
| And from my home I watch the people | |
| Struggle through the burden of each day | |
| That’s where Marie sweet and gentle | |
| Smiles to me when she passes on her way | |
| And she does it so well | |
| She pulls me out of times cruel spell | |
| For long enough to finally tell | |
| That nothing is wrong | |
| I am a boy, I am a child | |
| With those simple dreams still burning in my heart | |
| I’ve known Marie for a while | |
| She shows me where all my beginnings are | |
| And once a week she takes me dancing | |
| She shows me friends and places I never knew | |
| And it always ends watching her leaving | |
| With a man she knows don’t understand what loneliness will make you do | |
| And she does it so well | |
| She shows me where my dreams dwell | |
| She shows me how to find myself | |
| And that nothing is wrong | |
| I am a lonely singer | |
| With a song for every feeling I cannot name | |
| And I find Marie in every measure | |
| And somehow the clearer it becomes the longer she’s away | |
| And she does it so well | |
| I was still falling in love when she said farewell | |
| For long enough to finally tell | |
| That nothing is wrong...that nothing is wrong |
| I am an old old sailor | |
| With a future much shorter than his past | |
| I live alone, I do not wander | |
| A world that just slips further from my grasp | |
| And from my home I watch the people | |
| Struggle through the burden of each day | |
| That' s where Marie sweet and gentle | |
| Smiles to me when she passes on her way | |
| And she does it so well | |
| She pulls me out of times cruel spell | |
| For long enough to finally tell | |
| That nothing is wrong | |
| I am a boy, I am a child | |
| With those simple dreams still burning in my heart | |
| I' ve known Marie for a while | |
| She shows me where all my beginnings are | |
| And once a week she takes me dancing | |
| She shows me friends and places I never knew | |
| And it always ends watching her leaving | |
| With a man she knows don' t understand what loneliness will make you do | |
| And she does it so well | |
| She shows me where my dreams dwell | |
| She shows me how to find myself | |
| And that nothing is wrong | |
| I am a lonely singer | |
| With a song for every feeling I cannot name | |
| And I find Marie in every measure | |
| And somehow the clearer it becomes the longer she' s away | |
| And she does it so well | |
| I was still falling in love when she said farewell | |
| For long enough to finally tell | |
| That nothing is wrong... that nothing is wrong |
| I am an old old sailor | |
| With a future much shorter than his past | |
| I live alone, I do not wander | |
| A world that just slips further from my grasp | |
| And from my home I watch the people | |
| Struggle through the burden of each day | |
| That' s where Marie sweet and gentle | |
| Smiles to me when she passes on her way | |
| And she does it so well | |
| She pulls me out of times cruel spell | |
| For long enough to finally tell | |
| That nothing is wrong | |
| I am a boy, I am a child | |
| With those simple dreams still burning in my heart | |
| I' ve known Marie for a while | |
| She shows me where all my beginnings are | |
| And once a week she takes me dancing | |
| She shows me friends and places I never knew | |
| And it always ends watching her leaving | |
| With a man she knows don' t understand what loneliness will make you do | |
| And she does it so well | |
| She shows me where my dreams dwell | |
| She shows me how to find myself | |
| And that nothing is wrong | |
| I am a lonely singer | |
| With a song for every feeling I cannot name | |
| And I find Marie in every measure | |
| And somehow the clearer it becomes the longer she' s away | |
| And she does it so well | |
| I was still falling in love when she said farewell | |
| For long enough to finally tell | |
| That nothing is wrong... that nothing is wrong |