Nickindia Lyrics - Fires - Nerina Pallot

Here is my story 

A little sad of soul, a little weary 

Maybe I am that, will nobody love me? 

Is an empty heart and a conscience all I have? 

If I die tonight, if I give up the fight 

Will you do something for me? 

Tell them my story, tell them well 

Tell them everything you knew 

I was born in the springtime 

Born of love and cradled in a misfit history 

Of blind faith and pantomime 

Oh, I know what I am but I don't see 

So if I die tonight, if I give up the fight 

Will you do something for me? 

Tell them my story 

Tell them everything, everything you knew 

Won't you tell them, won't you tell them 

Won't you tell them my story? 

[Incomprehensible] 

[Incomprehensible] 

So if I die tonight, if I give up the fight 

Won't you do something for me? 

If I die tonight 

Won't you do something for me? 

Tell them my story, tell them well 

Tell them everything you knew 

Won't you tell them my story? 

Won't you tell them, tell them? 

Tell them everything about me 

About me when I'm gone 

When we're dead and gone 

What will still be here? 

What will carry on? 

When we're dead and gone 

When there's nothing left 

What will still be here?