|
|
Ben Folds Cologne
Here in Cologne I know I said it wrong I walked you to the train And back across alone To my hotel room And ordered me some food And now I'm wondering why the floor has suddenly become a moving target
Four, three, two, one, I'm letting you go I will let go If you will let go
(Four, three, two)
Says here an astronaut Put on a pair of diapers Drove eighteen hours To kill her boyfriend And in my hotel room, I'm wondering If you read that story too? And if we both might Be having the same imaginary conversation
Four, three, two, one, I'm letting you go I will let go If you will let go
(Four, three, two)
(Ohhhhh-aah) Weightless as I close my eyes (Ohhhhh-aah) The ceiling opens in disguise
Such a painful trip To find out this is it And when I go to sleep You'll be waking up
Four, three, two, one, I'm letting you go I will let go If you will let go Click here to return to my Ben Folds Lyrics page The Ben Folds Lyrics are Copyright their respective owners. Website © 2000-2008 mattsmusicpage.com. All rights reserved. Operated by MM Page, LLC
|
|