Album: A Rush Of Blood To The Head

Amsterdam

Martin/Berryman/Buckland/Champion

Come on, oh my star is fading,
And I swerve out of control,
If I, if I'd only waited,
I'd not be stuck here in this hole,
Come here, oh my star is fading,
And I swerve out of control,
And I swear, I waited and waited,
I've got to get out of this hole

But time is on your side, its on your side, now
Not pushing you down, and all around,
It's no cause for concern

Come on, oh my star is fading,
And I see no chance of release,
And I know I'm dead on the surface,
But I am screaming underneath

And time is on your side, its on your side, now
Not pushing you down, and all around,
No it's no cause for concern

Stuck on the end of this ball and chain,
And I'm on my way back down again,
Stood on the edge, tied to the noose,
Sick to the stomach

You can say what you mean,
But it won't change a thing,
I'm sick of the secrets,
Stood on the edge, tied to the noose,
And you came along and you cut me loose,
You came along and you cut me loose,
You came along and you cut me loose