Lift me up, let me down
Everyone gather round
Take it in, check it out
In the harsh light of now
Anyway, anyhow, anywhere
Come around
Getting high, laying low
I'm coming home
Stay up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home
And Lord knows I'm trying
To hold you at night and
I'm tired of living a lie, ooh
Black and white
Shade of grey
Don't go back on what you say
The lie you need, the one you feed
Now who are we to disagree
Wear me out, I'll wear you down
Know my name, shout it loud!
I'm getting hungry
Stay up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home
And Lord knows I'm trying
To hold you at night and
I'm tired of living a lie, ooh
Check out my race car
Here comes a fire truck
I'll play the guitar
You play the hand drum
Taking it back to simpler times
Funny how things can blow your mind
There's nothing to be afraid of now
There's nothing that breaks we can't build
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home
Stay up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby I'm coming home
And Lord knows I'm trying
To hold you at night and
I'm tired of living
Something ain't right and
I've been so low but
Your love makes me high and
I need you so bad, I could die, ooh
Up Sweet Baby Video (MV)
Performed By: The Trews
Length: 3:58
Written by: Christopher Gormley, Colin Macdonald, Jack Syperek, John Macdonald, Matthew Gormley
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Lift me up, let me down
Everyone gather round
Take it in, check it out
In the harsh light of now
Anyway, anyhow, anywhere
Come around
Getting high, laying low
I'm coming home
Stay up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home
And Lord knows I'm trying
To hold you at night and
I'm tired of living a lie, ooh
Black and white
Shade of grey
Don't go back on what you say
The lie you need, the one you feed
Now who are we to disagree
Wear me out, I'll wear you down
Know my name, shout it loud!
I'm getting hungry
Stay up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home
And Lord knows I'm trying
To hold you at night and
I'm tired of living a lie, ooh
Check out my race car
Here comes a fire truck
I'll play the guitar
You play the hand drum
Taking it back to simpler times
Funny how things can blow your mind
There's nothing to be afraid of now
There's nothing that breaks we can't build
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home
Stay up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby I'm coming home
And Lord knows I'm trying
To hold you at night and
I'm tired of living
Something ain't right and
I've been so low but
Your love makes me high and
I need you so bad, I could die, ooh
Everyone gather round
Take it in, check it out
In the harsh light of now
Anyway, anyhow, anywhere
Come around
Getting high, laying low
I'm coming home
Stay up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home
And Lord knows I'm trying
To hold you at night and
I'm tired of living a lie, ooh
Black and white
Shade of grey
Don't go back on what you say
The lie you need, the one you feed
Now who are we to disagree
Wear me out, I'll wear you down
Know my name, shout it loud!
I'm getting hungry
Stay up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home
And Lord knows I'm trying
To hold you at night and
I'm tired of living a lie, ooh
Check out my race car
Here comes a fire truck
I'll play the guitar
You play the hand drum
Taking it back to simpler times
Funny how things can blow your mind
There's nothing to be afraid of now
There's nothing that breaks we can't build
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home
Stay up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby
I'm coming home to your love
Up sweet baby I'm coming home
And Lord knows I'm trying
To hold you at night and
I'm tired of living
Something ain't right and
I've been so low but
Your love makes me high and
I need you so bad, I could die, ooh
Writer: Christopher Gormley, Colin Macdonald, Jack Syperek, John Macdonald, Matthew Gormley
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management