Crooked Heart from Crooked Heart by Gemma Laurence

"This is the track that started the album! I was struck by the line in W.H. Auden's 'As I Walked Out One Evening': 'You shall love your crooked neighbour / With your crooked heart.' So I wrote a love song about it, and then the album unfolded from there" – Gemma


Stay a while, my crooked love
Don’t fly away just yet
It’s a quarter past eleven
And the Q-train hasn’t left

So I can see your freckled face
And smile awhile more
And hold your calloused hand in mine
There’s nothing I want more

Than to ride on that train next to you
Than to fly on that plane next to you
Than to soar over state-lines and oceans next to you
Than to wake up every morning next to you
Than to wake up every morning next to you
Next to you

Remember when we’d amble home
Those cold nights through the snow
And listen to some Johnny Flynn
Drunk on my carpet floor?

Somehow your love outdoes
Anything I’ve felt before
You look at me and now I see
There’s nothing I want more

Than to ride on that car next to you
Than to fly on that plane next to you
Than to soar over state lines and oceans next to you
Than to wake up every morning next to you
Than to wake up every morning next to you
Next to you

Oh I’ll love my crooked neighbor
With my crooked heart
Oh I’ll love my crooked neighbor
With my crooked heart

So I’ll ride on that train car next to you
Oh I’ll fly on that jet plane next to you
And I’ll soar over state lines and oceans next to you
So I can wake up every morning next to you
So I can wake up every morning next to you
So I can wake up every morning next to you
Next to you

• Americana
• Folk
• folk
• indie
• indie folk
• singer-songwriter
• Brunswick