[ Featuring the Motorcars ]
We don't ever really talk
I guess that's alright with me
A seashell sits on top a rock
You know that's where I hide my key
But come the light of day
I watch you take your things and go
And I can't hardly sleep through the night anymore
You work hard and you get by
But you never can quite get ahead
But somehow here in my arms
You ease your mind and rest your head
Come the light of day
I watch you take your things and go
And I can't hardly sleep through the night anymore
As I lay here while you are sleeping sound
I can't help but wonder if this the last time
You'll come around
Maybe I should know better
It doesn't really matter at all
I can't wait to hear the door knob turn
Your footsteps softly down the hall
Come the light of day
I watch you take your things and go
And i can't hardly sleep through the night anymore
