Apple Of My Eye – Ed Harcourt – letras

When you’re on your ownYou walk through the rainYou walk around the houseThen walk around it againYou pretend you’re happyThat you’ve got it allBut don’t be upsetIf you fall on your kneesAnd beg like a dogI’ve reached a low, don’t you knowYou’re the apple of my eyeI’m running low, with this showNo matter how I tryI’m sick of this angst, don’t need thanksYou’re the apple of my eyeI drink a lot of wineWhen I am aloneI lose all track of timeAnd my ideas turn to stoneI pretend I’m sadThat I’m still so smallBut I’m not upsetIf I fall on my kneesAnd beg like a dogI’ve reached a low, don’t you knowYou’re the apple of my eyeI’m running low, with this showNo matter how I tryI’m sick of this angst, don’t need thanksYou’re the apple of my eye