Darling I've been looking for a place to rest
for hours and days and weeks and months and years at best
Cause I lost my sense of humour
and I lost my sense of time
and I don't think I'll ever find them all until you're mine
And sometimes the right words come out wrong
and sometimes you just shut all the doors
and sometimes you don't know me while some others you keep talking
and sometimes you say nothing at all
Darling I've been looking for a place to land
on mountains, hills and caverns full of dust and sand
Cause I lost my sense of humour
and my mind's coming apart
and I think I left it in the cracks of your crumbly heart.
And sometimes the right words come out wrong
and sometimes you just shut all the doors
and sometimes you don't know me while some others you keep talking
and sometimes you say nothing at all
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