First Floor Power

Scissors, Bag Or A Stone
Spent four weeks in this town had to write my new address down. I never used to cry, now I do it but I don't know why. Met nice people: a girl and a boy and I think I'm easy to enjoy New song. The only thing I know is: It takes time to come home. Scissors, bag or a stone! (Scissors, bag or a stone) It takes time to come home! Summer replaced by fall no need to hang 'round with people, that's all. No need for friendly advices – just come over and ask me twice: “Do you love me? Do you love me?” I think it's best for us all – this is an emergencycall. I dial your number again and again, what's wrong with your phone my friend? BYE BYE! Goodbye Goodbye Goodbye. BYE BYE! Goodbye Goodbye Goodbye. I take the subwaytrain and watch myself in the black windowpane. Then I notice that I've gone too far, Letras de cancionesbecause I'm used to busses or daddys car. We live a couple of lives, huh? So what's so special with the one you've got now? New song, the only thing I know is: It takes time to come home. Scissors, bag or a stone! It takes time to come home! Summer replaced by fall no need to hang 'round with people, that's all. No need for friendly advices – just come over and ask me twice: “Do you love me? Do you love me?” I know it's goodbye x4 Goodbye x5 From Letras Mania