Polly Paulusma

Carry Me Home

Polly Paulusma


Spin me round, I'm blindfold 
Once upon a time somebody told me 
I was going to be someone 
I was supposed to be someone 
Now one half likes to carry, wants to share 
I want to hold the candle 
Load the gun for you 
Only load the gun for you 

But the other half yearns to be living that hard life 
When I'm making breaking rules that are all my own, so 

Blow winds and come rainclouds 
Gather over my head 
Blow winds and come rainclouds 
Gather over my head 

Cracks keep gaping down me 
Opening great halls of tug-of-war 
Where no-one is the champion 
Where no-one is the champion 
So slice me down the middle 
Keep the half that wants to be 
Your eyes, your arms to fight for you 
Oh baby so hard for you 

'Cause this other half 
Needs to be living that hard life 
Can you let me squeeze the trigger 
Can you give me the gun 
Give me the gun, oh 

Blow winds and come you rainclouds 
Gather over my head 
Won't you come in 
Blow winds and come you rainclouds 
Gather over my head 

If I win, are you man enough to claim me 
If I fail, will you carry me home 
Blow winds and come you rainclouds 
Gather over my head 
Blow winds and come rainclouds 
Gather over my head 
Over my head, over my head