Sweet Nothing
I spy with my little tired eyeTiny as a fireflyA pebble that we picked up last julyDown deep inside your pocketWe almost forgot itDoes it ever miss wick-low sometimes?Ooh oo
They said the end is comingEveryone’s up to somethingI find myself running home to yourSweet nothings
Outside they’re push and shovingYou’re in the kitchen hummingAll that you ever wanted from me wasSweet nothing
On the way homeI wrote a poemYou say what a mindThis happens all the timeOoh oo..
Cause they said the end is comingEveryone’s up to somethingI find myself running home to yourSweet nothings
Outside they’re push and shovingYou’re in the kitchen hummingAll that you ever wanted from me wasNothing
Industry disrupters andSoul deconstructorsAnd smooth-talking huckstersOut glad-handing each other
And the voices that imploreYou should be doing moreTo you i can admitThat i’m just too softFor all of it, ooh oo..
They said the end is comingEveryone’s up to somethingI find myself running home to yourSweet nothings
Outside they’re push and shovingYou’re in the kitchen hummingAll that you ever wanted from me wasSweet nothing
They said the end is comingEveryone’s up to somethingI find myself running home to yourSweet nothings
Outside they’re push and shovingYou’re in the kitchen hummingAll that you ever wanted from me wasSweet nothing
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