I've been away for far too long I've had my mind wrapped around this one song I heard last week on the radio while Driving near that place we used to go
Where the track homes all look the same With the roofs and the tiles and the similar frames All these streets are so wide and these cars are so lame And on every block I heard the whisper of your name
I spent so many evenings in my head I'd lie alone on an unmade bed Counting the minutes like numbered clocks Should I call, should I write, should I read, should I stop?
I'm a child, I'm a ghost, I'm a slur, I'm a boast I'm a prince, I'm a king, I'm a ryhme, I'm a ring I'm unable to sleep, I'm unable to sing I'm a desperate and lonely, frightened, unholy thing
And you'd say la la la I'm so glad I'm over you As you reach for your drink and you tell me you like my shoes And I smile like a wretch, there's not much else I can do I say I know what you mean, yeah it's weird for me too Besides what would I sing about if I had you?
Kinda sounds like la la la... La la la...
I think maybe it was Radiohead That had this weird little beat and a keyboard instead Of guitar playing chords, I remember how bored You would get with those bands You always said they play the same three chords
And you'd dance around in your t-shirt and sing Don't you love Modest Mouse and adore Promise Ring? Don't you wish that you could just avoid everything? Join a band, go on tour, and think of me when you sing?
And I'd think la la la yeah that sounds okay to me And you'd fall on the bed and I'd fall down to my knees And I'd smile like my life depended on it That's so weird I was mostly right about that Always eager to love and eager to leave
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la...
And I'd think la la la all these songs are so untrue As I stare at this space inside of you And we don't belong and it sounds so wrong And you're beautiful with that gray scarf on
I think yeah okay but maybe it's just the song And I miss you but it might just be the songTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
