The cedar cabinet holds your favorite coffee cup It’s collected debris from spiders and other small things
The small things, oh the smaller things that creep beneath below between That hide behind the glitter sheen of the important stuff
And when found collected in your favorite coffee cup It was the hardest indication
That we aren’t really we And you aren’t really me But now that I’m not really you too, You too are set free
The angle, the degree of your mouth when you smile And the squint of your eye when you think of what to say Are the small things, the smaller things that make me wonder what has changed Have you lost interest when we talk abut “important stuff”
Cause when you stopped drinking with me from your favorite coffee cup It was the hardest indicationTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
