If I had to break it down I'd say it's the way you love to dance Movin' the furniture when my back is turned The flick of the lights and the world falls away
And your office job and your silver hair But our shapes in the dark are the reason I've stayed for all these years
I thought I was a genius, but now I'm twenty-two And it's startin' to feel like all I know how to do is Put on a suit and take it away
With my fist full of tunes that it's painful to play Fingernail worlds like favorite seashells They fill up my nights and then they float away
I've got hundreds of gowns, I've got paintings in frames And a throat that fills with panic every festival day Dutifully fallin' apart for the Princess of Norway
But you, with your tall slashes, your infinite t-shirts I should've known when your favorite record was the same as my father's You'd take me down
I guess I'll always be this way Swallowed up by the words, and halfway to space But there, by the fire, you offered your hand And as I took it, I loved you, the boy with the plan
You found me clean as a pine The man with the axe and the look in his eyes We've been through so many hard times I'm writin' a love song for you, babyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
