I lose some sales
and my boss won't be happy
but I can't stop listening to the sound
of two soft voices blended in perfection
from the reels of this record that I've found.
Every day there's a boy in the mirror
asking me:
What are you doing here?
Finding all my previous motives
growing increasingly unclear.
I traveled far and I burned all the bridges
I believed as soon as I hit land
all the other
options held before me
will wither in the light of my plan.
So I lose some sales
and my boss won't be happy
but there's only one thing on my mind
searching boxes underneath the counter
on a chance that on a tape a I'ld find...
A song for
someone who needs somewhere
to long for.
Homesick
'cause I no longer know
where home is.
T
(Kings of Convenience... thanks for this song.)
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