Ben Howard
Promise
And meet me there, under the flowers
We’ll wade through the hours of cold
Winter she’ll howl at the walls
Tearing down doors of time
Shelter as we go
And promise me this
You’ll wait for me only
Scared of the lonely arms
Surface far below these birds
And maybe, just maybe, I’ll come home
Who am I, darling to you?
Who am I, to tell you stories of mine
Who am I?
Who am I, darling for you?
Who am I, to be your burden in time, lonely
Who am I, to you?
WHo am I, darling for you?
Who am I, to be your burden
Who am I darling to you?
Who am I?
I come alone here
I come alone here
Guitar
Indie
Singer-songwriter
Reign
Left Handed
The 100
Percussion
Folk
Londoner
Benjamin John Howard
http://www.benhowardmusic.co.uk/
