"Once again I wake up alone on the wrong side of my bed,
once again you begin your dancing nakedly on the right side of my head.
For a lack of better words that I can hardly speak my soul and
what I?m feeling what I?m feeling what I?m feeling..."They Provide The Paint For The Picture-Perfect Ma "There is a man with a face and a name I don't remeber who lives in a house in the middle of the woods. He said What song don't you love? And know they are listening, oh their listening...." |