Of Montreal

On The Drive Home
There's an echo in my body echoes slide Down the roof You looked like heaven in bloom, I might now Look deep in those eyes Whose kindness moves my Texas to Oklahoma Drops of light on the bed roling off into a Puddle on the floor You unbuttoned your life And let me go My eyes are as brown as blueberries love Must put a mountain outside every window I was crying my eyes out everything I drank turned to cherry cola tears, iced tea tears I want to grab your words and fill them with Coffee there we lie like monkees in our beds Burying each frown that gets born I'll climb up under your nightgown we'll try to Tickle a laugh out of the mattress I'll use your boobs for a pillow From Letras Mania