Sometimes I don't say the right things To make you love me even more than you do Though I try, I just can't apologize For all the things I'm puttin' you
I'm not a young man anymore But I've got the face of a nineteen year old Probably be a dad soon, sitting in my front room With my kids, play doe mold
This is for every life story, every detail Ex-dotcom millionaires with shitty jobs in retail Every ingrown toenail, pile of junk mail Drivin' test drive
Picture this, 2:30 on the hottest night in June He awakes for no reason and checks his watch by the moon And his mouth feels as dry as his eyes as he
Morning light don't scratch my eyes Just let me wash up on a shore I used to have the strangest dreams But they don't come here anymore My duvet's laid
Well, how many times Have we rowed and thrown tantrums? And how many times have we loaded And cocked the hammers on our verbal guns? And how many times
Life is but a dream Life is but a dream Life is but a dream Life is but a dream Life is but a dream in a greater scheme Wakin' up is hard to do Even
Your two eyes, they speak to me Special treats and delicacies In your velvet corridors Sticky walls and sugar floors Your fingers, they speak to me Butterfly
They'll be making sure you stay amused They'll fill you up with drugs and booze Maybe you'll make the evenin' news And when you're trippin' over your
I wake up every morning I hear your feet on the stairs You?re in the next apartment I hear you singing over there This groove is out of fashion These
Vertaling: David Byrne. Strange Boventonen.
I wake up ev'ry morning I hear your feet on the stairs You're in the next apartment I hear you singing over there This groove is out of fashion These
Shes got a whole lot of disco friends, Shes got a whole lot of disco friends, Disco ladies and gentlemen, Eating their faces from the inside out, Freaky
I'm feelin groovy Kicking down the cobble stones And there is music in every sight and every sound No need for headphones I'll tip my cap to the world
Sometimes I don't say the right things to make you love me even more than you do. Though I try, I just can't apologize for all the things I'm putting
This is for every life story Every detail Ex-dot com millionaires With shitty jobs in retail Every ingrown toenail Pile of junk mail Driving test drive
Picture this: two thirty on the hottest night in June He awaits for no reason and checks his watch by the moon And his mouth feels as dry as his eyes
Morning lights don't scratch my eyes Just let me wash up on the shore I used to have the strangest dreams But they don't come here anymore My duvet's