Dido Armstrong was born in London (England) on Christmas day in 1971; she was christened Dido Florian Cloud De Bounevialle Armstrong. Dido lived with her poet mother and publisher father in London. One day she looked up the story of her nickname. "I thought it was strange that I was called after a woman who killed herself in ancient literature. It's great for me now but there's no denying that I hated it.
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Dido

When you're stoned baby
And I am drunk
And we make love
It seems a little desolate
It's hard sometimes not to look away
And think what's the point
when I'm havin to hold this fire down
I think I'll explode
If I can't feel this free now

If you won't let me fall for you
Then you won't see the best that
I would love to do for you
Instead you will be missing me when I go
Cause I'm bored of hangin out
In your cold

When I feel loved baby
I join the road
And the world moves with me
When I feel lost I just slip away
Silently, quietly take my things and run
And think what's the point
Think where's the hope when coming home

If you won't let me fall for you
Then you won't see the best that
I would love to do for you
Instead you will be missing me when I go
Cause I'm bored of hangin out
In your cold

And if you find one day
find some freedom and relief
And with this freedom maybe
maybe you will find some peace
And with this peace baby
I hope it brings you back to me
Bring you home take me home

If you won't let me fall for you
Then you won't see the best that
I would love to do for you
Instead you will be missing me when I go
Cause I'm bored of hangin out
In your cold

Oh.... take me home
Oh.... take me home
When you're stoned baby... take me home
Oh....