Grey Room (intro)

Well I've been here before

Sat on the floor in a grey, grey room

Where I stay in all day

I don't eat, but I play with this grey, grey food

Désolé, if someone is prayin' then I might break out

Désolé, even if I scream I can't scream that loud

I'm all alone again

Crawling back home again

Stuck by the phone again

Well I've been here before

Sat on a floor in a grey, grey mood

Where I stay up all night

And all that I write is a grey, grey tune

So pray for me child, just for a while

That I might break out, yeah

Pray for me child

Even a smile would do for now

'Cause I'm all alone again

Crawling back home again

Stuck by the phone again

Have I still got you to be my open door?

Have I still got you to be my sandy shore?

Have I still got you to cross my bridge in this storm?

Have I still got you to keep me warm?

If I squeeze my grape and I drink my wine, yeah

If I squeeze my grape and I drink my wine

Oh 'cause nothing is lost, it's just frozen in frost

And it's opening time, there's no-one in line

But I've still got me to be your open door

I've still got me to be your sandy shore

I've still got me to cross your bridge in this storm

And I've still got me to keep you warm

Warmer than warm, yeah

Warmer than warm, yeah

Warmer than warm, yeah

Warmer than warm, yeah