Christine
Sam Lynch
On a cold June morning
In a northern town
With no sense of direction when my feet hit the ground
I was just heading out
Well, I wandered those streets for an hour or two
‘Till the skies, they opened up
And they brought me to you
And I opened up
Christine
Let’s go back to those places that I’ve never been
Because I’ve been
Losing track of those faces that I can’t unsee
I can’t unseen them, Christine
She said meet me in the morning
I’ll give you my keys
You can head to my apartment
Take all the time you need
So I took my time
I made myself some breakfast
And I slowly fell apart
I realized that I’d been lying from the start
I realized
Christine
Let’s go back to those places that I’ve never been
Because I’ve been
Losing track of those faces that I can’t unsee
Oh, Christine
Let’s go back to those places that I’ve never been
Now I can’t sleep
No, I can’t sleep
I can’t sleep Christine