What the fuck is going on?
And why should I even care?
Heavy eyes in the evening
Like promises, hints of death
I saw you when the moon was big
With cherry blossom covered lips
The river's wide, the air is thick
When you come around
Here I am, here I always was
Exactly where I'm meant to be
Three syllables make a sad, sad tense
Evening hair and morning teeth
I've got miles and miles of song to sing
How long is a piece of string?
What goes up comes down again
When you come around
What the fuck is going on?
And why should I even care?
Heavy eyes in the evening
Like promises, hints of death
Paroles2Chansons dispose d’un accord de licence de paroles de chansons avec la Société des Editeurs et Auteurs de Musique (SEAM)
