On This Side - Claire Bowdiitch And The Feeding Set

We were living in a Treehouse,
In the middle of the Burbs
We got two kids now,
He says he wants a third,

Well I'll give this man,
Most any thing he asks,
Cause I never did imagine,
How green grows the grass

On this Side,
Things they work differently me oh my,
Through all that we're hoping
Beause this time
We dare to believe.

Well it wasn't always this way
I can tell you that for sure
Seems the colour I knew was Grey
My heart was low was broke,
Cause nobody can love me
The way that I love Them

Ohh, hoo, That was before him

On this Side,
Things they work differently me oh my,
Through all that we're hoping
Beause this time
We dare to believe.

Were to fall get
How to be amazed
Love life mother doing thing
When its only getting old
Not talking making babies
Know that is also true
It's whatever you call that thing
I'm in when I'm in with you,

On this Side, baby Yeh

Its quiet night at home now
Little miracles in bed
And a birdy on the windowsill
makes happy happen in my head
Aint it funny all the little things,
boring to describe,
They taught my joy hurts,
and they bought my life alive

On this Side,
Things they work differently me oh my,
Cause all that we're hoping
Cause this time
We dare to believe.

On this Side,
Things they work differently me oh my,
Through all that we're hoping
Beause this time
We dare to believe.
We dared to believe.
We dared to believe.