Paolo Nuttini Alloway Grove Lyrics

Coming home again
to see a girl that's prettier than a diamond in the sun
oh what fun!
I wonder if she's been naked in her room since i've been gone
I wonder if she's said to them as she said to me before

however much you use me baby, come on use me more
however much you use me baby, come on use me more

getting off the train
to see a girl thats sweeter than an apple picked from Adam's tree
oh glory be!
and I wonder if she's been pressed against an unfamiliar wall
and said to all those men as she said to me before

however much you want me, I swear i'll make you want me more
however much you want me, I swear i'll make you want me more and more and more and more

la-la-la, la la la la

arriving at the door
just to be told that the girl i'm missing has been in London for a while
no more northern skies for her
they say she's left a letter up the stair for everyone
it's pinned against her bedroom door for all the world to see and she says

however much I love you, you will always love me more
however much I love you, you will always love me more
and I guess it's true
however much she loves me I will always love her more

la-la-la la la la la

I'll love you more and more, I'll love you more
I'll love you more and more, I'll love you more
I'll love you more and more, I'll love you more
I'll love you more and more, I'll love you more and more and more....

***Hidden Track***
I have returned to the northern skies,
where the summer had not touched the clouds that class above,
Oh and I have returned to the somber grace of the days too early to come and to hurry to stay
And I have left a million stars and a notion so lightly so clearly blue
And I have left the warmth of the sun and a million adventures long yet begun
The great sense of passing through
the great sense of passing through
the great sense of passing through
Oh for once there was beauty here for me under these white northern skies
I felt the green was blacker and the blue was darker still
my routes are lying deeper than I ever think they will again
heartache and poverty under these northern skies
the great sense of passing through
the great sense of passing through
the great sense of passing through