Youve marched To your pomp and your circumstance Bravely Youre starched youre a formal affair and I Cant breathe Youre smart you know all those big words And their meanings But you arent very good at remembering Small things
You say that you love me but I ask you How much So you spread your arms wide till behind you Your thumbs touch And you hold that position as I add it all up Oh, in cold hard mathematical terms youre In love
So hold me, dont think too hard about it Would common sense allow it? You wait too long and youll lose me Just do it when you get the urging Oh its not rocket surgery When you know you love someone its easy
Your book heavy head is so weighted with Deep thoughts As you lay in my lap and we struggle with Small talk Try writing it down but you trip on Writer's block So we just hmmm mmm mmm On and on and on and on
Were a pair youre smart, Im romantic Kiss like you care, your mouth is mechanical Words are air, over my head they blow So blink once if you like it And blink twice if you dont Three times, if you love it And then just keep them closedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
