Bernard Butler Bare With Me
Bare with me
I'm almost there, up those stairs
I've learnt my lines, combed my hair
I've played the dice, once or twice
I drew a blank, now I'll take me share
Bare with me
I'm almost there, God knows where
I called my man, my only fan
He cools the air... such an eery affair
Now I'm in need, well I've taken heed
That no-one needs such a lonely head
I've taken every avenue open-hearted
And this is how I've paid
I've ended every episode broken-hearted
And this is how
This is how
Bare with me
I'm almost there, up those stairs
But I've got my man, he's my only fan
He cools the air... such an eery affair