Talking Quietly of Anything with You

Trains and school busses, sidewalks and narrow streets
I'm still getting used to the landscape of a city
Talking quietly of anything with you
Your face in the lamplight, I wanna frame it

I used to cover my ears
It took my years to believe I could be quiet and still uncompromising

Talking quietly of anything with you
Soup on the stove
Tonight, there is a moat around us
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh

Music under the door
We're not old but we're getting older
What will we keep on our coffee tables?
We're getting older



Credits
Writer(s): Katherine Bennett
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