Lyrics
Well, you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missing home
Only know you love her when you let her go
And you let her go
Only in the play when you've got a role.
Only miss your ladder when you're in a hole.
Only miss your calm when you lose control.
Only miss a shot when you go for goal.
Only need the dice when you want to roll.
Only miss your job when you're on the dole.
And you're on the dole.
Only need to stand when you are a foal.
Only leave shit comments when you are a troll.
Only swim with fishes when you're in a shoal.
Only miss small coins when you pay the toll.
Only doubt life choices when you're on the pole.
Only miss Nirvana when you are Dave Grohl.
But you're not Dave Grohl.
Only crave for soup when you lose your bowl.
Only miss the heat when you're burning coal.
Only thirst for Irish when they say ''ag ól"
Only spy on people when you are a mole.
Only keep on playing when you're on a roll.
Only want opinions when you take a poll.
"You like profiteroles?"
Only miss Gołąbki when you are a Pole.
Only miss a student when you call the roll.
Only scored 5 goals 'cause you're Andy Cole.
Only need new shoes when you have no sole.
Only think of Motown when you want some soul.
Only miss the cod when you're eating sole.
Farmed fishing takes its toll.
Only like a mouse when you are a vole.
Only miss the things that the robbers stole.
Only missing Riga when you're playing zole.
Only miss your own shoes when you go to bowl.
Only buying books from a bibliopole.
Only joining Greenpeace 'cause you hug the bole.
Even when it's cold
Only New Orleans if it is creole.
Only being good 'cause you're on parole.
Only getting angry at this rigmarole.
Only won the game with a trick bricole.
Only won the case with a loophole.
Only getting heat from the fumarole.
A dangerous fumarole...
Though it is not widely acknowledged, Passenger were greatly inspired by the poetry of my uncle.
Though it is not widely acknowledged, Passenger were greatly inspired by the poetry of my uncle.
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