آهنگ: Jocasta Sleeps. Old Ideas.
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Waking up tired, as I look around.
With a wake-up-call and a shower, I will be up now.
'Cause I'm home now.
If it takes forever,
I'll still make it home.
To the wake-up-calls and the longest nights.
'Cause I'm up now. And I'm home now.
Clothes on the fire.
Dine at the table tonight.
Rain at the window.
Drown out the T.V.
Waking up tired, as I look around.
With a wake-up-call and a shower, I will be up now.
'Cause I'm home now.
Clothes on the fire.
Dine at the table tonight.
Rain at the window.
Drown out the T.V.
When you wake up still dreaming,
In colour, not black and white.
And the last thing you want in the world,
Is to leave without saying goodbye.
When you wake up still dreaming,
In colour, not black and white.
And the last thing you want in the world,
Is to leave without saying goodbye.
Clothes on the fire.
(When you wake up still dreaming,)
Dine at the table tonight.
(In colour, not black and white.)
Rain at the window.
(And the last thing you want in the world)
Drown out the T.V.
(Is to leave without saying goodbye.)
Clothes on the fire.
(When you wake up still dreaming,)
Dine at the table tonight.
(In colour, not black and white.)
Rain at the window.
(And the last thing you want in the world)
Drown out the T.V.
(Is to leave without saying goodbye.)
Waking up tired, as I look around.
With a wake-up-call and a shower, I will be up now.
'Cause I'm home now.
If it takes forever,
I'll still make it home.
To the wake-up-calls and the longest nights.
'Cause I'm up now. And I'm home now.
Clothes on the fire.
Dine at the table tonight.
Rain at the window.
Drown out the T.V.
Waking up tired, as I look around.
With a wake-up-call and a shower, I will be up now.
'Cause I'm home now.
Clothes on the fire.
Dine at the table tonight.
Rain at the window.
Drown out the T.V.
When you wake up still dreaming,
In colour, not black and white.
And the last thing you want in the world,
Is to leave without saying goodbye.
When you wake up still dreaming,
In colour, not black and white.
And the last thing you want in the world,
Is to leave without saying goodbye.
Clothes on the fire.
(When you wake up still dreaming,)
Dine at the table tonight.
(In colour, not black and white.)
Rain at the window.
(And the last thing you want in the world)
Drown out the T.V.
(Is to leave without saying goodbye.)
Clothes on the fire.
(When you wake up still dreaming,)
Dine at the table tonight.
(In colour, not black and white.)
Rain at the window.
(And the last thing you want in the world)
Drown out the T.V.
(Is to leave without saying goodbye.)