Can you tell me how it is How you stole into my life
Something furious and brief Now it's calm after the storm And I'm smiling in my sleep
A small apartment on the second floor We don't even know our neighbours' names A kitchen table with two wooden chairs We don't even need to light the flame
With the winds that used to blow Are the tears I once let fall They've become quiet hellos
In the summer and the heat There's an army marching on I can hear them in the street
A small apartment on the second floor We don't even know our neighbours' names A kitchen table with two wooden chairs We don't even need to light the flame
A small apartment on the second floor We don't even know our neighbours' names Oh, a kitchen table with two wooden chairs We don't even need to light the flame