She sets the course for one world around her and
Puts the cherry out in her bed
She blames the cause on her indecision
And makes her way out the window instead
It headlines the street signs
The nightime moves by in a fancy dress
The deadtime is only when the day starts to slow
Drift inside your head
You awake out from inside the corner of her
Away from everything that's different than you can pretend
Assured theres nothing that waits outside the wind
That matters now it's your time that truly depends
You made out you promised
To start a new life but now
It's all wet
Your day bleeds into eveything
That stops you from your decided
Indifference.
Feels fine with her
Make it last a round
Feels fine with her
Make it last a round with her again.
Feels fine
Uh whoa
Uh whoa
Uh whoa
Uh whoa
Feels fine
Ahhh
Ahhhhh
