Rough Diamonds

End of Fashion

Oh no look at the way they start to rot 
I know I've been away too long to ask 

Caught in a sea of rough diamonds 
If that's not enough 
Imagining if you were not here 
This wicked spell of traveling's 
Just a mystery unraveling 
I'm holding on to when you are here 

And now baby where are you 
So much I wanted to say 
When I get home 
Well I can love you I miss you 
Honestly I can't resist you 
No I'm coming home 

Wait and I'll stick around 
Till I have found my feet on the ground 
I'm holding to when you are here 
There's a ghost I'm carrying 
Around like mindless worrying 
There's a song I want you to hear 

'cause baby where are you 
So much I wanted to say 
When I get home 
Well I can love you I miss you 
Oh honestly I can't resist you 
No I'm coming home 

Oh no look at the way they start to rot 
I know I've been away too long to ask 

Oh baby where are you 
So many things I've got to say 
When I get home 
Well I can love you I miss you 
Oh honestly I can't resist you 
No I'm coming home 

La la la la la la   

Caught in a sea of rough diamonds 
If that's not enough 
Imagining if you were not here