The fan that kept us company On quiet nights so neighborly Still spins and spits its wine into my room
My pillow's just a green today It's getting old but smells okay Washed it once it came out good as new
Haven't hung my socks to dry Or tried to paint another time Some things I just wasn't meant to do
I'm working as an engineer Making just enough to clear Fancy coffee and my brooklyn room
I heard you're doing better too In love and going back to school Isn't growing up the strangest thing
We were dizzy kids at odds With everything I thought I was Isn't growing up the strangest thingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.