가사
You said it again, the mother, the friend
The storage, the fights, the language, the sighs
You said it again, the writer, the man
The luggage, the sights, I'm foreign and slightly
Overloaded overlong
And some things we have overflown
Overdone and overgrown
And the kids getting older
What for
To be open and open again
Slightly...
We are over and over the edge anyway
I'm too intact, that's all, in fact
The joys we meet are ones we don't need
Overtook and overlong
And we thought we could overlook
Overdone and overgrown
Written by: Tim
