quinta-feira, 5 de julho de 2007

The rat


You've got a nerve to be asking a favor
You've got a nerve to be calling my number
I know we've been through this before

Can't you hear me
I'm calling out your name
Can't you see me
I'm pounding on your door

You've got a nerve to be asking a favor
You've got a nerve to be calling my number

Can't you hear me
I'm beating on your wall
Can't you see me
I'm pounding on your door
Can't you hear me
While I'm calling out your name

When I used to go out I would know everyone that I saw
Now I go out alone if I go out at all
When I used to go out I'd know everyone I saw
Now I go out alone if I go out at all
When I used to go out I'd know everyone I saw
Now I go out alone if I go out at all

You've got a nerve to be asking a favor
You've got a nerve to be calling my number
I'm sure we've been through this before

Can't you hear me
I'm beating on your wall
Can't you see me
I'm pounding on your door

C'mere


It's way too late to be this locked inside ourselves
The trouble is that you're in love with someone else
It should be me. Oh, it should be me
Your sacred parts, your get aways
You come along on summer days
Tenderly, tastefully

And so may we make time
Try to find somebody else
This place is mine

You said today, you know exactly how I feel
I had my doubts little girl
I'm in love with something real
It could be me that's changing

And so may we make time
To try and find somebody else
Who has a line

Now season with health
Two lovers walk a lakeside mile
Try pleasing with stealth, growing old
See what stands long or ending fast

Oh, how I love you
In the evenings, when we are sleeping
We are sleeping. Oh, we are sleeping

And so may we make time
We try to find somebody else
Who has a line

Now season with health
Two lovers walk a lakeside mile
Try pleasing with stealth, growing old
See what stands long or ending fast