Wishing you weren't so far away
Hoping you come back today
I long to smell your breath and hear you breathe
Tear your clothes off and find what's underneath
I hear the doorbell chime
Will it be you there this time?
I get excited when the phone rings ding-a-ding-ding
But it's just some representative who's cold-calling
I've been missing you since the day you left me
To return to your home town
But the time has come for you to come back to me
And turn my frown up-side-down
My heart bleeds
My heart burns
My heart seeps
My heart yearns
You stabbed me with your bloody knife
Tut, well I guess that's just part of life
I'll forgive the way you took everything I had
You stole all my money and my Burberry cap
I've been aching to see you since the day you left me
To return to your home town
I've reached desperation in hope you'd come back to me
And turn my frown up-side-down
My heart bleeds
My heart burns
My heart seeps
My heart yearns
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All words & music by Tico Jnr.
A baffled Tico says:
As a legend on the axe, I don't need to put in so much of an effort - I never have. However, in order to stimulate my throbbing fingers I decided to carefully and considerately construct this carol. I sat down with a real jotter and jotting pad and put myself in the shoes of poor old Dido. They were a little small but I looked good. Naturally, I wrote some sentimental tripe with ease, so got my axe out and picked a number between zero and three, and set my capo on the fret number I chose - it was number one. What followed was good. I managed to amalgamate my inner Buckethead and even more inner Dido into this beaut'. I had intended to do the vocal as well, but found it a touch too difficult while playing several guitars, the drums and synth at the same time. Bri was gingerly handed vocal duties.
Bri Jnr. jealously states:
Tico really has mastered the art of the power ballad and this is no exception. It certainly turned my frown upside down. Fusing the inspirations of Dido and Guns 'N' Roses greatest guitarist Buckethead in a unique concoction of melancholic melody and blazing rock guitar, this coffee table-friendly number is a perfect soundtrack for a grey Sunday afternoon whilst you are contemplating the successes and failures of the preceding week. A nice cuppa and a plate of broken biscuits compliments the occasion too.
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