Saint Jerome - Sea Power

Oh it’s strange the way that it works out

Running out of matches and the fire keeps going out

Through three hundred and sixty degrees

Falling over you and over me

And I know, yes I know

Sometimes the fever comes and goes

Nice job Jerome

Nice job Jerome

Nice job Jerome

Now you’re crying like a baby cos your buggy’s all broken

Things that were said

Things that were spoken of

Now it’s in the air and in the trees

Falling over you and over me

And I know, oh yes I know

Sometimes the fever comes and goes

Yes I know, oh yes I know

Sometimes the feelings come and go

Nice job Jerome

Nice job Jerome

Nice job Jerome

Hope beyond hope

Hope beyond hope

Hope beyond hope

Hope beyond hope

For a little hope