Tangled in feathers, tired and hoarse Caught up in tethers, you are the source We start every morning with two little jabs Wont it be strange when we stop splitting cabs? Whenever youre driftin, from pillow to pillow You always expect me to lift up my window Whenever you finish taking home trouble You always expect me to start seeing double Carry the weekend, fist in the air Tonight youll be back with hands in my hair Whenever youre driftin, from pillow to pillow You always expect me to lift up my window Whenever you finish, taking home trouble You always expect me to start seeing double Id rather see you in color, Id rather see you in color, Id rather see you in color Id rather see you in color, Id rather see you in color, Id rather see you in color Id rather see you in color, Id rather see you in color, Id rather see you in color Id rather see you in color, Id rather see you in color, Id rather see you in color
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