The Day I Lost My Voice (The Suitcase Song) - Copeland

It’s sure as the floor 'neath my toes

And somehow not surprised

That I was superimposed, somehow in this life

And if my friends and my foes would just drop me a line, it’d be nice.

You see love is a drink that goes straight to my head

And time is a lover and I’m caught in her stare

And the sentiment there follows me straight to my bed through the night

I’ve got my life in a suitcase,

I’m ready to run, run, run away…

I’ve got no time, 'cause I’m always trying to run, run, run away

'Cause everyday in here feels like it’s only a game.

I’ve got my life in a suitcase, a suitcase, a suitcase…

What could be an anchor here, with a storm on the rise,

When you never meant to see so clear, when smoke gets in your eyes

And the men in the moon never makes his replies

Understood

I’ve got my life in a suitcase,

I’m ready to run, run, run away…

I’ve got no time, 'cause I’m always trying to run, run, run away

'Cause everyday in here feels like it’s only a game.

I’ve got my life in a suitcase, a suitcase, a suitcase…

For a moment I was one man and the world made sense

For a moment in this storm made of consequence

I’ve got my life in a suitcase,

I’m ready to run, run, run away…

I’ve got no time, 'cause I’m always trying to run, run, run away

'Cause everyday in here feels like it’s only a game.

I’ve got my life in a suitcase, a suitcase, a suitcase…