| [00:11.34] |
Your eyes they look so bright, |
| [00:13.77] |
a funky flair in my appetite, |
| [00:16.40] |
but there's no room for you, |
| [00:21.58] |
my feet are on the ground, |
| [00:23.84] |
and my head is in the clouds, |
| [00:26.58] |
but you still can't break through, |
| [00:29.65] |
whatcha gonna do. |
| [00:31.52] |
I'm not just gonna stand around, |
| [00:36.84] |
Waiting for my lips to be read, |
| [00:42.02] |
falling through the cracks in the ground, |
| [00:45.77] |
|
| [00:47.08] |
my feelings need to be said. |
| [00:52.02] |
|
| [01:03.08] |
Flowing like water in a crimson melody, |
| [01:07.27] |
the orange plastic sun is shining, |
| [01:09.46] |
and the truth so hard to see, |
| [01:12.46] |
the rain of your existence if falling down on me, |
| [01:17.40] |
and the soap suds spread like a disease from my washing machine. |
| [01:22.65] |
I'm not just gonna stand around, |
| [01:28.09] |
Waiting for my lips to be read, |
| [01:31.59] |
|
| [01:33.02] |
falling through the cracks in the ground, |
| [01:36.52] |
|
| [01:38.21] |
my feelings need to be said. |
| [01:42.27] |
|
| [01:58.96] |
I'm not just gonna stand around, |
| [02:05.21] |
waiting for you, |
| [02:09.84] |
falling through the cracks in the ground, |
| [02:13.77] |
and I'm hoping that you'll make your next move, |
| [02:17.09] |
that you'll make your next move... |
| [02:19.96] |
I'm not just gonna stand around, |
| [02:25.03] |
Waiting for my lips to be read, |
| [02:28.52] |
|
| [02:30.21] |
falling through the cracks in the ground, |
| [02:33.65] |
|
| [02:35.21] |
my feelings need to be said. |
