Table For Glasses Songtext
Sweep the dirty stairs, the ones I waited on
This is just for me
I felt it watching her
It happens too fast to make sense of it
Make it last
Where do you intend to go with your dirty dress?
Lead my skeptic sight to the table and the light
This is just for me
I felt it watching her
It happens too fast to make sense of it
Make it last
Where do you intend to go with your dirty dress?
Lead my skeptic sight to the table and the light
Lead my skeptic sight
Not asking of me anything, saying nothing about what it means
without anybody telling me what I should feel
Not asking of me anything, saying nothing about what it means
without anybody telling me what I should feel
ADKINS, JAMES CHRISTOPHER/BURCH, RICHARD E/LIND, ZACHARY MICHEL/LINTON, THOMAS DARRELL
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