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there's not a word i haven't heard, i've read it in a book before
yeah i've looked through all these windows
and nights come and go with subtlety and days stroll through so leisurely
there's ten candles in every room for lighting
and i feel a bit lonely in the tea room, it's so cozy and warm
but i always wear my sweaters, and
i'm doing alright, i'm doing just fine
it's a tad on the cool side when the sun goes down, when the sun goes down
and when the sun is around, when the sun is around
and it's a bit like knowing all the roads and forgetting how to get home, how to get home
and it's a bit like knowing all the roads and forgetting how to get home, how to get home
rococo is a nice touch for a room in green that's lacking in identity
i write one hour each night before i
stoke the fire, hoping for a spark to jump the ashes and catch hold of me
i'm in dire straights, just wait i lied 'cause
i'm a bit lonely in the tea room, it's so cozy and warm
but i always wear my corduroys, and
i'm doing alright, i'm doing just fine
it's a tad on the cool side when the sun goes down, when the sun goes down
and when the sun is around, when the sun is around
and it's a bit like knowing all the roads and forgetting how to get home, how to get home
and it's a bit like knowing all the roads and forgetting how to get home, how to get home
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