Song | She Collects (Stuff Like That) |
Artist | Anja Garbarek |
Album | Balloon Mood |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
It was getting to be difficult to walk | |
She was always so close but never right on | |
And the roads she chose to walk were narrow | |
Alleys with names | |
Hard to understand | |
Her head was dangling back and forth | |
She wished to lay it down | |
But it would roll away | |
So she put her foot down with care | |
While she leaned on everybody | |
So as not to fall | |
And they told her | |
The latest tattletales ” | |
I collect stuff like that, you’ve got | |
To have a thing or two to tell”. | |
She said While her one lip fell down | |
From her mouth | |
She picked it up off the ground | |
But, when she was to put it | |
Back in place again, | |
The lip would fit no more, | |
The lip would fit no more… | |
She very rarely blinked her eyes ' | |
Cause it just might happen she would miss out on things | |
So when she opened both her eyes up wide. | |
They popped right out | |
And rolled along | |
To see just the things she | |
Wanted to see ” | |
I collect stuff like that, you’ve got | |
To have a thing or two to tell”. | |
She said While her one lip fell down | |
From her mouth. | |
She picked it up off the ground | |
But, when she was to put it | |
Back in place again, | |
The lip would fit no more, | |
The lip would fit no more… |
It was getting to be difficult to walk | |
She was always so close but never right on | |
And the roads she chose to walk were narrow | |
Alleys with names | |
Hard to understand | |
Her head was dangling back and forth | |
She wished to lay it down | |
But it would roll away | |
So she put her foot down with care | |
While she leaned on everybody | |
So as not to fall | |
And they told her | |
The latest tattletales " | |
I collect stuff like that, you' ve got | |
To have a thing or two to tell". | |
She said While her one lip fell down | |
From her mouth | |
She picked it up off the ground | |
But, when she was to put it | |
Back in place again, | |
The lip would fit no more, | |
The lip would fit no more | |
She very rarely blinked her eyes ' | |
Cause it just might happen she would miss out on things | |
So when she opened both her eyes up wide. | |
They popped right out | |
And rolled along | |
To see just the things she | |
Wanted to see " | |
I collect stuff like that, you' ve got | |
To have a thing or two to tell". | |
She said While her one lip fell down | |
From her mouth. | |
She picked it up off the ground | |
But, when she was to put it | |
Back in place again, | |
The lip would fit no more, | |
The lip would fit no more |
It was getting to be difficult to walk | |
She was always so close but never right on | |
And the roads she chose to walk were narrow | |
Alleys with names | |
Hard to understand | |
Her head was dangling back and forth | |
She wished to lay it down | |
But it would roll away | |
So she put her foot down with care | |
While she leaned on everybody | |
So as not to fall | |
And they told her | |
The latest tattletales " | |
I collect stuff like that, you' ve got | |
To have a thing or two to tell". | |
She said While her one lip fell down | |
From her mouth | |
She picked it up off the ground | |
But, when she was to put it | |
Back in place again, | |
The lip would fit no more, | |
The lip would fit no more | |
She very rarely blinked her eyes ' | |
Cause it just might happen she would miss out on things | |
So when she opened both her eyes up wide. | |
They popped right out | |
And rolled along | |
To see just the things she | |
Wanted to see " | |
I collect stuff like that, you' ve got | |
To have a thing or two to tell". | |
She said While her one lip fell down | |
From her mouth. | |
She picked it up off the ground | |
But, when she was to put it | |
Back in place again, | |
The lip would fit no more, | |
The lip would fit no more |