Mimosa
I thought I'd start the day with a mimosa and sit under the sun
Then I crawled out of bed and saw the fridge empty
The grey clouds were out and my orb left for warmer places
A chill was in the air that chased away all good deeds
So I crawled back into my warm bed to block away the dead lights.
Maybe tomorrow I'll have that mimosa under the sun.
Then I crawled out of bed and saw the fridge empty
The grey clouds were out and my orb left for warmer places
A chill was in the air that chased away all good deeds
So I crawled back into my warm bed to block away the dead lights.
Maybe tomorrow I'll have that mimosa under the sun.