I know nothing of tides and I’m confused by the stars but you can never get lost when you’ve nowhere to go. And I’ve got space in my heart for the next twenty years so don’t think there’s a rush - just come on over sometime.
And I will haunt myself blind, only sleep when I’m bored.
And I will talk into space. And I will worry this house.
And I’ve got space in my heart for the next twenty years so don’t think there’s a rush
- just come on over sometime.
(Come on over sometime).