Take stock of the love Lingering above you everywhere There's a line of city pigeons Perched on the street light Telling you when to go and when to stop With the plans you made As a parade floods into the street Guess they're all going somewhere Coming from someplace Just like the wind that keeps blowing in your face
How does it feel? How does it feel?
When the light turns green And a movie scene plays out in your mind Yeah I wonder what you're seeing And if it's the same fucked up scenario just repeating Discerning which disquieting glitch you'll exist in today As we sip on our coffee I can't help but smile, watching some kid dancing across the street
How does it feel? How does it feel?
To let it all out Putting your tongue into my mouth Before walking away I won't be looking over my shoulder to see if you stayed But It'll take stock of the love Lingering above me everywhere And I'll try to hold onto One of these things And let it carry me into tomorrowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
