She’s So
There's something in the way when she smiles
When she's leaving home and then arrives
There's something in the way that she walks
That makes people shout, makes people talk
Talk about the annoying weather, while where together,
while we're all bound to see
Bound to see why everyone's frighten everything might end
You see we know as well
And when she drinks she's talking a lot
I don't know if that's healthy
But if love, love feels like taking a brake, I don't care
There's something in the way that she smiles
Showers me clean from rust, and behind
Every little tip of my tongue may be a proud presenting song
Listen to the wind and its gossip
I wonder why they rip the bondage from my wounds
Look at the mob oh, they're frighten, everything might end
You see we know as well
And when she drinks?
Because wash those ears before you grow old
Remember I'll remind you
You know from love comes the space that I need
In between, in between
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