Everything's Broken; Life's So Sweet
Don McGlashan
I rest my head on the back of your neck
So warm, so warm
You touch my hand and get on with your work
Keep, on, keep on
It's cold outside
They're burning tables and chairs
Feels like a storm's coming
But you and me we couldn't care less
'Cause everything's broken in this house
Everything's incomplete
Everything's broken in this house
But life's so sweet
Life's so sweet
When you rest your arm is started to wear a shine
In the cloth, in the cloth
The weight of your step, the scrape of your key
In the lock, in the lock
It's cold outside
They're burning tables and chairs
Feels like a storm's coming
But you and me we couldn't care less
'Cause everything's broken in this house
Everything's incomplete
Everything's broken in this house
But life's so sweet
Life's so sweet
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