Feb 08, 2005 23:34
Your eyes they look so bright
a funky flair in my appetite
but theres no room for you
my feet are on the ground
and my head is in the clouds
but you still cant break through
whatcha gonna do
Im not just gonna stand around
Waiting for my lips to be read
falling through the cracks in the ground
my feelings need to be said...
Im not just gonna stand around
waiting for you
falling through the cracks in the ground
and Im hoping that youll make your next move
that youll make your next move
michelle branch