A bird flies overhead And I appear part of this table Over which I spread my head (repeat my head)
Hey, I like your verse But it's too well rehearsed To be clean Do you mean to tell me That I'm not allowed anymore So you shut me out at last Who really gives a damn For the past I was an offering Not sure the reward for what I do All the love I store
Love from you, explodes into A year gone by And still I have my head The seasons while you mock Advertised reason Yeah, you mock advertised reason Yeah, you mock me now I want to advertise this feeling I want to advertise this feeling How do I advertise this feeling I want to advertise this feeling
Without you Without you Without you Oh what do I do Without you Without you Without you Without you
