Greg Keelor - Floating lyrics

Lead Vocal by Greg Well, these late night conversations Leave a strange taste Like french cigarettes And these coloured drinks That you keep on throwin' at me Just keep on reminding me I came to forget So now every night You insist on reminding me Of my lost possibilities And the stains on the wall Well, I don't mean to complain But it hurts just the same And now both of us know The leaves will fall on their own Just throw me a line That's all that I ask Well, it's sink or swim and I'm goin' fast I need love and it's you And I feel like William Holden floating in a pool Yea, you tell me Life is for living It's best in the giving But it's so hard to be free Still I do my best But you refuse my gift And now all that we share Is a collection of tears Just throw me a line That's all that I ask Well, it's sink or swim and I'm going fast I need love and it's you And I feel like William Holden floating in a pool Produced by Terry Brown All songs written by Keelor/Cuddy All songs published by Thunderhawk Music (SOCAN) Copyright 1986, 1987 Blue Rodeo Productions. All rights reserved. Used with Permission