Dressed like a home on the shore of this city
I pity the sound of my name
you knew a boy from a postcard
Who looked just the same
I say oh oh oh oh oh
I want to own you
And keep you
And hold you
It stoned me
The way that you sighed
You saw the light kiss my eyes
As I started to cry
You said hi I I I I I
You are an image that bears me
And snares me
It scares me the way that you know
Without even selling or swelling
Or telling me so
I said oh oh oh oh oh
You are the years that it took me
To find you
You are the cold thoughts I've know
You are the path that I take to unwind you
I don't know where you went wrong
I look down on the shore of this Grey
Water city
I'm livid
I know I won't cry
Stones fill a grave in my art
Like the douds fill the sky
Well I I I I I I
Breasts like a beacon
And lips like black cherries
I'm sorry
You never will know
But I feel the ache
And the salt of the tears that don't show
I said oh oh oh oh oh oh
You are the years that it look me
To find you
You are the cold thoughts I've known
You are the path that I take to unwind you
I don't know where you went wrong
Dressed like a home on the shore of this city
I pity the sound of my name
you knew a boy from a postcard
Who looked just the same
I say Ohhhh Ohhhh
You are the years that it took me
To find you
You are the cold thoughts I've know
You are the path that I take to unwind you
I don't know where you went wrong
Dressed like a home…
Dressed like a home…
Dressed like a home…
I don't know where you went wrong
I say Ohhhh Ohhhh…
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