Here we are, quiet at your kitchen table With courtesy and a little bit of peace Napkins on laps and strands pulled back I hang this scarf and my mom's in a wreck
Why do I tell you how I feel When you're just looking down the blouse? It's something I wouldn't say out loud If touch could make them hear, then touch me now If touch could make them hear, then touch me now
Talking to some who laugh and others scorned I guess humor could help me after all It's funny now, I'm just useless and a whore But I get a cosign from your favorite one-man show
Why do I tell you how I feel When you're too busy looking down my blouse? It's something I wouldn't say out loud If touch could make them hear, then touch me now If touch could make them hear, then touch me now If touch could make them hear, then touch me now Now
Mm-mm-mm Mm-mm-mm Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm Mm-mm-mm-mm-mmTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
