Michigan

Red House Painters

Composição de: Mark Kozelek
I see through your thin cotton dress 
I don't know if we'll get dressed 
So pull by that store parking lot 
You know I've missed your lots 
Warn me of the cans and knots 

I don't need a house in Lake Michigan 
I don't need a purpose to plan within 
I just want to feel your pulse again 

Down town the exits just around 
Can't you smell our future good and well? 
I'll take you upstairs show you my bed and things 
Share all my thoughts and cares 

Here is my heart here is my soul 
You pushed me past my lonely door 
You are my everything 

September a time of in betweens 
Lazy month of nothing 
All rainy gutters rushing 

They're all true 
All the good things you say 
Will they all pass 
Quit like the clouds today? 

They'll be there in your pretty dreams 
All full of colour and sense of things 
You blow breath of life in me 

I felt this way the night before 
You pulled me from this heavy floor 
You are my everything 
You are my everything
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