We're so loud in this house but we never
ever speak up. We are crowded in this house
yet so alone. Why don't I give a clue of what
I feel or what I want to, well, 'cause you have to admit - that simply wouldn't fit.
Oh, we never drink cheap wine no more. We never lay down on the floor.
Oh, taste this kiss or just walk away; 'cause I'm done with loveless days
We go out for little walks - long boring talkless walks, 'cause we just cannot figure out that perfect thing to say. Oh, baby can't you see, it's growing all over the tapestry; flowers and sprouts signing - get out.
ever speak up. We are crowded in this house
yet so alone. Why don't I give a clue of what
I feel or what I want to, well, 'cause you have to admit - that simply wouldn't fit.
Oh, we never drink cheap wine no more. We never lay down on the floor.
Oh, taste this kiss or just walk away; 'cause I'm done with loveless days
We go out for little walks - long boring talkless walks, 'cause we just cannot figure out that perfect thing to say. Oh, baby can't you see, it's growing all over the tapestry; flowers and sprouts signing - get out.