Bare With Me - Bernard Butler

Bare with me

I’m almost there, up those stairs

I’ve learnt my lines, combed my hair

I’ve played the dice, once or twice

I drew a blank, now I’ll take me share

Bare with me

I’m almost there, God knows where

I called my man, my only fan

He cools the air… such an eery affair

Now I’m in need, well I’ve taken heed

That no-one needs such a lonely head

I’ve taken every avenue open-hearted

And this is how I’ve paid

I’ve ended every episode broken-hearted

And this is how

This is how

Bare with me

I’m almost there, up those stairs

But I’ve got my man, he’s my only fan

He cools the air… such an eery affair