Talking To Myself
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Talking To Myself
Album: SIRENA (2002)
It beggars belief
that she was a child once
With her heart on her sleeve,
once in a while you're
Looking straight at it,
and you could swear that
It's never there
Well I don't know why, but
we're so shameless
That's no surprise, although
nobody's blameless
You just gotta have it,
just to know it
And set it on fire
Four o'clock in the morning
The lights are on and I'm talk, talk
Talking to myself
This love's a certain omen, I'll warn you
When everything colludes to adore you
You're diving deeper into the water,
The water, yeah
into the water, yeah'
Six o'clock in the morning
The lights are on and I'm talk, talk
Talking to myself
Now that's a disgrace, we
laugh like a car wreck
Well that's never safe with these
lifelikecharacters
Hungry and willing and homeless and helpless
And all in my head, yeah
Nine o'clock in the evening,
The lights are off and I'm plead, plead
Pleading with myself