Oh there's something Coming over me It feels empty, it feels light Cleaning the kitchen In a strangers apartment Gotta mop the floors Gotta make it look nice I love the sunlight Pouring through the window Makes me feel beautiful As it burns my chest I used to wonder Where I would be If i didn't have your love Guiding me And here i am Washing the floors Soaking the dishes Rearranging the drawers In a stranger's apartment Twenty bucks an hour Inhaling the scent of a chemically Composed flower Every small thing Is meaningful to me The craigslist woman Who loved astronomy The ceaseless barking Of the neighbor's dog Missing your call To have a talk with GodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
