All Of You Lyrics

Fiel Garvie All Of You

Getting to your house
Stumbling down the hill
Lurching up your steps
Reaching for
Seeing you through the hole
You let me in

I carried in my life
You never asked how far I
Had to come to sit with you in your
Dirty but nice English home
So full of things except
The way forward

Most of all I don't miss
Your two black holes
Most of all I don't miss
Your empty face
Most of all I don't miss
The disappointing emptiness

The only thing I miss
Is all of you