| Song | Compass |
| Artist | Jamie Lidell |
| Album | Compass |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| And now I know the only compass that I need is the one that leads back to you. | |
| And I know the only compass that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you. | |
| And the burning blisters on my feet will calm, | |
| So hold me as I’m close to flaw. | |
| Away from the warmth of your arms I stay, | |
| off the radar and into harm’s way. | |
| Now I know the only compass that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you. | |
| Yeah, coffee will raise the head again, | |
| cokes that lead us from the pain. | |
| Words just sit like empty scribbles, | |
| such empty caffeinated widows. | |
| Now I know the only compass that I need is the one that leads back to you. | |
| Now I know the only compass that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you. |
| And now I know the only compass that I need is the one that leads back to you. | |
| And I know the only compass that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you. | |
| And the burning blisters on my feet will calm, | |
| So hold me as I m close to flaw. | |
| Away from the warmth of your arms I stay, | |
| off the radar and into harm s way. | |
| Now I know the only compass that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you. | |
| Yeah, coffee will raise the head again, | |
| cokes that lead us from the pain. | |
| Words just sit like empty scribbles, | |
| such empty caffeinated widows. | |
| Now I know the only compass that I need is the one that leads back to you. | |
| Now I know the only compass that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you. |
| And now I know the only compass that I need is the one that leads back to you. | |
| And I know the only compass that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you. | |
| And the burning blisters on my feet will calm, | |
| So hold me as I m close to flaw. | |
| Away from the warmth of your arms I stay, | |
| off the radar and into harm s way. | |
| Now I know the only compass that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you. | |
| Yeah, coffee will raise the head again, | |
| cokes that lead us from the pain. | |
| Words just sit like empty scribbles, | |
| such empty caffeinated widows. | |
| Now I know the only compass that I need is the one that leads back to you. | |
| Now I know the only compass that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you. |