Feet clenched up tight under the covers The jaws clenched up just right My minds just busy to busier And all this snoring keeps me up at night And I can’t say, I’ll live on forever There was a time when my chest got tight But I’ll be there in one way or the other It’s just another day’s work
How will I fill up my time? I used to fill up my night But now I’m fighting with the stars You said the stars wouldn’t fight And how will I love my wife? Will I think of the words to say? Will she think I’m a boring man? Am I a boring man?
She lays next to me Our feet all tangled up in bed I don’t hear quite so good But I heard every word she said. She said,”I’m no paragon of virtue, I’m not writer in the sky There were times I didn’t see you. There were times when all the time just went by. But I tried to love you just the same. I tried to love you twice as much. When those ideas in your head Took the place of your touch When those ideas in your head Took the place of your touch.”Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
