Paroles de la chanson The Small Song par The Geraldine Fibbers

Auteurs: Carla Bozulich

Editeurs: Emi Music Publishing France

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Paroles de la chanson The Small Song par The Geraldine Fibbers

I'm lost somewhere between the earth and my home,
The answer hangs up the question phone
I see the gliders smiling as they pa*s me by,
In the mapless sky.

Things are getting stupid in my little ol' cage.
Me and fellow man weren't written on the same page,
And the last time I checked this old boat was getting hot...
But my boyfriend was not.

I'm lost somewhere between the earth and my home...

I got an angry eye on your white throat,

I wonder why you're in my boat.
I gave you milk I gave you bread.
Now please get out of my flying head.

I tried to talk to you...
I tried to talk to you...
I tried to talk to you...

But now it's too late, too late, too late, too late.

You thought you saw me in a dream,
Inside a junkyard contraption with rocket parts.
I was zooming away at an alarming rate,
In a bunch and nuts and bolts that looked like a toaster.

You called out to me but I couldn't hear you.

I covered my eyes from the blinding light.
As I disappeared behind the clouds,
You thought you saw my head explode...

You're not dreaming.
You're not dreaming.

I'm lost somewhere between the earth and my home...

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