sexta-feira, fevereiro 08, 2008

Morning Song


Let the phone ring
Let's go back to sleep
Let the world spin outside our doors
You're the only one that I wanna see
Tell your boss you're sick
Hurry, get back in I'm getting cold
Get over here and warm my hands up boy
It's you they love to hold...
And stop thinking about what you're sistet said
And stop woring about it, yes the cat's already been fed
Come on darling let's go back to bed
Put the phone-machine on hold
Leave the dishes in the sinck
Do not answer the door
It's you that I adore I'm gonna give you some more.
Will sit at the front porche
The sun can warm my feet
You can drink your coffe with sugar and cream
I'll drink my decaffe herbal tea
Pretende you're perfect strangers
And that we never met
Mine, you remind of a man I used to sleep with
He has a face I'll never forget
You can be Henry Mille and I'll be Anais Nin
Acept this it will be even better
We'll stay together in the ende
Come on darling let's go back to bed
Put the phone-machine on hold
Leave the dishes in the sinck
Do not answer the door
It's you that I adore I'm gonna give you some more....

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