Wrong Side of the Bed - Sean Rowe

Caught up on the wrong side of the law Got caught, got caught, got caught Caught up on the wrong side of the law I got caught on the wrong side of the law Say they charging me for marijuana Like I don't need to reach home 'til tomorrow's Sun goes up Actually they the wrong side of the law Can't be charging me for marijuana Like I don't need to reach home till tomorrow's Sun goes up Sometimes the dragon and the beast Manifests itself inna the form of the police Spot check deh pon the streets, "Out the car" A so dem greet me "Pass the Rasta colour bag deh make we see it deh" Me make them know say the ragga ragga hair match the Macka wah appear In the back of wah me steering No, a no even no weight, a hundred dollar worth But the chalice in the bag did make the matter worse Them say"book him... felony possession." What kind o' law this? Hold on, no Yard this? Dem gimme court date just fi frustrate me That amuse me, mi say "Make sure is a Tuesday" I got caught on the wrong side of the law Say they charging me for marijuana Like I don't need to reach home 'til tomorrow's Sun goes up Actually they the wrong side of the law Can't be charging me for marijuana Like I don't need to reach home till tomorrow's Sun goes up "'Cause I'm busy on Wednesday morning. Thursday morning too." Plus a Good Friday, that mean if dem hold I fi the weekend All 'til Monday night me a sleep in deh Then Dutty pree to me it come in like a resurrection So me switch the rhetoric in another direction Me never know the officer name, #11747 a the number wah them give him Tell me fi sign and go pon me way Inspector walk in like him have sup'n fi say Him say: "You want back you weed?" Then I say no but truthfully I think my chalice is due to me I got caught on the wrong side of the law Say they charging me for marijuana Like I don't need to reach home 'til tomorrow's Sun goes up Actually they the wrong side of the law Can't be charging me for marijuana Like I don't need to reach home till tomorrow's Sun goes up Him kiss him teeth and run me out o'the station Mi walk out a feel a different elation, no Jubilation is the word that I mean Because him think him achieve Think say that grieve me Go back in the car, you know what greet me The one pound under the seat beneath me, believe me Him think him catch me off guard the whole night Him never know Diggy en garde! Sword fight 'Cause I will give up a hundred dollar bag and a chalice any day Fi a pound wah mi save Dutty say him have a story fi tell Me have a story fi sell, fi sell, fi sell I got caught on the wrong side of the law Say they charging me for marijuana Like I don't need to reach home 'til tomorrow's Sun goes up Actually they the wrong side of the law Can't be charging me for marijuana Like I don't need to reach home till tomorrow's Dub style, dub style, dub style!

I spend all night on my side of the bed With my knees and my toes hangin' over the edge 'Cause I know you want space It's not what you said But the way that you said that you're fine When you rolled over in your sleep I thought you were leavin' me I know it's not you, I believe there's somethin' missin' in me We sink in the sofa under TV glow You are watchin' the world end but I just can't follow 'Cause I can't stop thinking 'Bout how you felt hollow When I was holding you last night You shifted your weight in the seat I thought you were leavin' me But I'm just too fragile to speak There's somethin' broken in me We all want the same thing, to love and be loved It's a hard pill to swallow, but you're not enough So I put on my coat, the world's cold and it's rough And if you're gonna make it You've gotta be tough, but I'm not My heart's paper-thin and the softest of words can send me spiralin' So I guess that my question after all of this would be "Are you leavin' me?" Oh, are you leavin' me?

On your side of the bed, there's a picture of our wedding day A clock that don't work and a bible that your daddy gave It's on the window side, where the moon creeps in at night Staring at the ceiling, lying here all alone I said a prayer for you, then I said one of my own But you don't reach for me, when you lie down quietly Tell me how, how'd you get so far away? All we have left are the memories of the love we made Are you sleeping with your own regret? On your side of the bed On your side of the bed there's a burnt down candle flame A letter I've started but I didn't know what to say Now I couldn't write it down, so I try to say it now Tell me how, how'd you get so far away? All we have left are the memories of the love we made Are you sleeping with your own regret? On your side of the bed Aren't you even gonna make a sound? Your side of the bed Turn the other way when I turn the lights down Your side of the bed Are you lonely? Like I'm lonely? How, how'd you get so far away? All we have left are the memories of the love we made Are you sleeping with your own regret? Tell me how, how'd you get so far away? All we have left are the memories of the love we made Are you sleeping with your own regret? On your side of the bed On your side of the bed Are you still awake, on your side of the bed

There was a time I could not cry But that has left me now For 7 years I could not dream But now that's done There were songs I could not sing Words I could not know Oh but now they found me on a bridge And they broke my heart There was a way I used to talk I cannot recognize And now my language cannot give me what I need And I tore it from my bible and I kept it from my god I would not lose to junkies on the street It hit me so hard I could not see That shot was only meant for me And all the faces that I knew They were lying When the hard road went back to sand And with the wheel still in my hand I built a highway out of dust And I was flying There was a way I used to talk I cannot recognize And now my language cannot give me what I need And I tore it from my bible and I kept it from my god I would not lose to junkies on the street It hit me so hard I could not see That shot was only meant for me And all the faces that I knew They were lying When the hard road went back to sand And with the wheel still in my hand I built a highway out of dust And I was flying

The stars were tripping on a Tuesday night I didn t know that it was cold I got so high that the seasons changed I watched as silver turned to gold I dreamed my life I was chasing it down It didn t have no place to go I shoulda known I woke the devil up I shoulda heard the engine groan The road was shaking but my hands were still The lights were dancing on their own I lit the dash I took my sun glasses off I like to see that fucker glow Remember after school at the Skyler Park Trading in our stories for the dark In our heads in our own way Remember Megan with her make up off She made us dream she got us off It was good that she moved away I took a right onto Maple Hill Somebody laughing in the wind I should have felt the rain on my left hand I should have heard the devil grin Lightning came from the other side I could see the steel explode The sound of thunder covered up my eyes An engine screaming in my nose The moon was raining down broken glass I didn t know I left the radio on Until I heard it singing from the mud Then I saw them standing 'round this little boy Pale blue skin in his corduroy Pumping his life they were holding on Then I heard the walls as they began to weep His naked body had gone to sleep I saw an old woman hit the floor My head was gone But my clothes were on I left my body in the car I listened hard for the voice of God I didn t hear nothin' at all It was a sunset like I'd never seen I could almost see the end I tried to reach it but I blew it away Then it all turned black again And I was a runner more than half my life I was a track star back in '95 I was full almost a man And I had a girlfriend back before I died The peeled her off from my wounded side I could feel her empty hands

You were nothing but the fragrance of an old dream, That was just time playing tricks on my mind. You've escaped from all the pictures that I remember, You come back as a bottle of wine. In your letters, I can see your mouth was moving, Your voice was at the tip of my recall. Then your ghost could only brush against my t-shirt, And now your body shows up to take it all. And your movements, I could match before your maker I know them deep enough to paint them in the air. Life is a liquid, and I stretch far past its boarders. I have a feeling you'll be waiting for me there. And my city shakes its head at my wilderness, And my heart has built a mind for itself. And I have found a little shelter inside of a sickness. I'll be waiting for the icicles to melt. But I want to borrow the light, Use it on you when the sun goes down. Let's lead the rusted old folks back in the city Where they belong. Where they belong. And your children, like little wolves that go unnoticed, As the diamonds play their gimmick against the sand. And I have found an ocean in the doorway of your body, I know the secret, but I haven't got a plan. And I want to borrow the light, Use it on you, when the sun goes down. Let's lead these rusted old folks, back in the city Where they belong. There was a cloud in my face And now I gotta wash my eyes. 'Cause I though love was just a strip mall, Baby, you are a surprise. You are a surprise.