Light Catches Your Face

The dog-eared Disprin, in your handbag a gathering of crumbs and, twenty fags I'd steal some chewing gum, a few stray coins I'm sure you noticed but didn't much mind haaah and so it goes haaah Here I am, in the condiment aisle I'm worried about my basil from isreal and new world wine I need to lose these poses, reset my charms to when I left the factory in your arms singing haaah haaoh and so it goes But the words on the page start to swim As light catches your face you're smiling This must be what all the fuss is about haaoh X 3 you're trying to talk to me, all grateful and smiles I'm glued to the TV giving one word replies It's small and shameful it's a poor show beat myself up on the way home and go crying to my girl and so it goes yeah so it goes yeah so it goes But the words on the page start to swim As light catches your face you're smiling This must be what all the fuss is about X2