If I looked for a home tonight
Could I come to your house
Would it be alright
I'm young
But I do understand
What's built in my dreams
Is not in your plan
Not in your yellow house
If I was a big bad mess tonight
Would you still see me,
As the girl you used to like?
You could go all over the world
Raise every single skirt
In the morning
No one whispers in your ear like me
I'm young
But I do understand
What's built in my dreams
Is not in your plan
Not in the yellow house
I'm a hurricane
At least just as strong
Today
I got worn away
If I looked for a home tonight
Could I sleep in your house
Would it be alright?
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
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