And my hell is the closet I'm stuck inside
Cant see the light
And my heaven is a nice house in the sky
Got central heating and I'm alright
Yeah yeah yeah cant see the light
Keep it locked up inside dont talk about it
Talk about the weather
Yeah yeah yeah cant see the light
Open up my head and let me out little baby
Here we have been standing for a long long time
Treading trodden trails for a long long time
I find sometimes its easy to be myself
Sometimes I find better to be somebody else
I see you young and soft little baby
Little feet little hands little feet little hands little baby
A year of crying and the words creep up inside
Creep into mind yeah
So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say
So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say
Here we have been standing for a long long time
Treading trodden trails for a long long time
I find sometimes its easy to be myself
Sometimes I find better to be somebody else
So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say
So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say
So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say
So much to say, so much to say, so much to say, so much to say
Open up my head and let me out little baby
It's called "So Much To Say". We did this ice breaker in one of the classes I ended up dropping and I said that this song kind of described me. Even though I have only heard it like 3 or 5 times it was the first thing to come to mind. Thanks to Bradley for introducing me to DMB!
Quote of the day:
SiriusLovesTilex: i mean you're just lisa, so its in your nature to be weird