No suffering at all Comfortable in my skin I wonder now will she let me in Been rolling with the sound of the silent hawk Pinch my nerve as I stumble forth can we all sing one song Comfortable in my skin it's all for one and one for all this year Tell me

Sunday, Bloody Sunday How long must we sing this song? How long, how long? 'Cause tonight, we can be as one Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday) I can't believe the news today Oh, I can't close my eyes

We should be alone together Where nobody else can see Keeping each other company Parked outside on the street Where it's just you and me I couldn't help but notice We can be blue as a neon light Singing them sad up songs all night We can say goodbye,

Black tambourine Black hearts in effigy We sing a song that was hated All dressed in rag and bones Sharks smell the blood that I'm bleeding I know there's something wrong Might take a fire to kill it Might take a hurricane

Can you heal me baby? Coursing through you like a drug I call out your name It feels like a song I know so well And it whispers and roars like an orchestra You call out my name Like no one before It sounds like I

Can I be him? Can I be the one 'Cause a light came on when I heard that song and I want you to sing it again I swear that every word you sing, you wrote them for me Like it was a private show, but I know you never saw me When the lights come on and I'm

Will you sing us a song And we'll sing it back to you We could sing our own But what would it be without you I am finding out that maybe I was wrong That I've fallen down and I can't do this alone Stay with me This is what I need please I am nothing now

Can I be him? When the lights come on and I'm on my own Can I be the one 'Cause a light came on when I heard that song and I want you to sing it again I swear that every word you sing, you wrote them for me Will you be there to sing it again? Like it was

Sunday, bloody Sunday (Sunday, bloody Sunday) How long must we sing this song? How long? How long 'cause tonight we can be as one (Yeah, let's go) Sunday, bloody Sunday (Sunday, bloody Sunday)

Thank you for the music, the songs I'm singing Thanks for all the joy they're bringing Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty What would life be? Without a song or a dance what are we? So I say thank you for the music For giving it to me I'm