I want to be the surgeon that cuts you open That fixes all of life's mistakes I want to be the house that you were raised in The only place that you feel safe I want to be a shower in the morning That wakes you up and makes you clean I know I'm just the weather against your window As you sleep through a winter's dream
Someone's churning the earth Someone's stirring the sky Every color at once in a column of lights Bacteria breeds on a microscope slide The worm in my heart is the apple of your eye Don't adore what is impossible We have built this ship in a wine bottle But if you knew how it worked We'd have to grow old
Someone's eating at you Wakes you up in the night If you're digging the past Who knows what you'll find Read the newspaper print off the microfilm slide And you're holding your breath for the rest of your life Don't you love what is intangible I have built this ship in a wine bottle But if you knew who I was You would never grow oldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
