Song | Strange Girl |
Artist | The Zolas |
Album | Ancient Mars |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
You were the deep well | |
in earth-and-ocean class | |
and on the days you showed | |
I’d try to make you laugh. | |
Cliques drift and | |
converge in with a crash | |
And there we were, desk to desk | |
a young mountain and a strange girl. | |
And then we met again at university | |
you said I came to you in a heavy dream. | |
Life in a Glass House, you said was your secret theme. | |
Sometimes you creep me out | |
have I ever told you you’re a strange girl? | |
We were silver moths | |
around a naked bulb | |
on my parents’ porch that night | |
it was love | |
and it kept moving. | |
I know you oh so well | |
since we were 15 | |
so well I feel my joints | |
when your weather’s shifting. | |
I’ll be your confidante | |
across the continents. | |
You may one day be queen | |
but to me you’ll always be that strange girl. |
You were the deep well | |
in earthandocean class | |
and on the days you showed | |
I' d try to make you laugh. | |
Cliques drift and | |
converge in with a crash | |
And there we were, desk to desk | |
a young mountain and a strange girl. | |
And then we met again at university | |
you said I came to you in a heavy dream. | |
Life in a Glass House, you said was your secret theme. | |
Sometimes you creep me out | |
have I ever told you you' re a strange girl? | |
We were silver moths | |
around a naked bulb | |
on my parents' porch that night | |
it was love | |
and it kept moving. | |
I know you oh so well | |
since we were 15 | |
so well I feel my joints | |
when your weather' s shifting. | |
I' ll be your confidante | |
across the continents. | |
You may one day be queen | |
but to me you' ll always be that strange girl. |
You were the deep well | |
in earthandocean class | |
and on the days you showed | |
I' d try to make you laugh. | |
Cliques drift and | |
converge in with a crash | |
And there we were, desk to desk | |
a young mountain and a strange girl. | |
And then we met again at university | |
you said I came to you in a heavy dream. | |
Life in a Glass House, you said was your secret theme. | |
Sometimes you creep me out | |
have I ever told you you' re a strange girl? | |
We were silver moths | |
around a naked bulb | |
on my parents' porch that night | |
it was love | |
and it kept moving. | |
I know you oh so well | |
since we were 15 | |
so well I feel my joints | |
when your weather' s shifting. | |
I' ll be your confidante | |
across the continents. | |
You may one day be queen | |
but to me you' ll always be that strange girl. |