Watching you watching Youtube in the dark
The pasta is done. The spirits are little low
Sometimes nothing really happens in a day.
Sometimes it grows, sometimes it wilts away.
So i lie upon the bed look at the stars.
So many lives and movements of the souls.
Turn off the light say goodnight say goodnight.
The pasta is done. The spirits are little low
Sometimes nothing really happens in a day.
Sometimes it grows, sometimes it wilts away.
So i lie upon the bed look at the stars.
So many lives and movements of the souls.
Turn off the light say goodnight say goodnight.