Eminly Dickinson
Every moment of every day
I'm looking for words to say
I have to find some words to say
Cards on window sill, full of sentiment
Guess you didn't have the time
To send a present
Wouldn't it be nice to be alone tonight?
Wouldn't it be nice to be alone tonight?
When no one else would touch you, not even the light
Wouldn't it be nice to be alone tonight?
The cars on the pavement become so reticent
Roll their whole lives on cement
Driving away
Fools of ourselves we make our monuments
But is it all that it meant?
To see our eyes set in sediment?
Wouldn't it be nice to be alone tonight?
Wouldn't it be nice to be alone tonight?
When no one else would touch you, not even the light
Wouldn't it be nice to be alone tonight?
Wouldn't it be nice to be alone tonight?
Wouldn't it be nice to be alone tonight?
When no one else would touch you, not even the light
Wouldn't it be nice to be alone tonight?
Emily Dickinson
She had right idea
Don't let anybody see ya
Stay hidden away
Little hand-tied booklets of words
Become a monument
But is it all she meant?
To dole out such sentiment?
I'm looking for words to say
I have to find some words to say
Cards on window sill, full of sentiment
Guess you didn't have the time
To send a present
Wouldn't it be nice to be alone tonight?
Wouldn't it be nice to be alone tonight?
When no one else would touch you, not even the light
Wouldn't it be nice to be alone tonight?
The cars on the pavement become so reticent
Roll their whole lives on cement
Driving away
Fools of ourselves we make our monuments
But is it all that it meant?
To see our eyes set in sediment?
Wouldn't it be nice to be alone tonight?
Wouldn't it be nice to be alone tonight?
When no one else would touch you, not even the light
Wouldn't it be nice to be alone tonight?
Wouldn't it be nice to be alone tonight?
Wouldn't it be nice to be alone tonight?
When no one else would touch you, not even the light
Wouldn't it be nice to be alone tonight?
Emily Dickinson
She had right idea
Don't let anybody see ya
Stay hidden away
Little hand-tied booklets of words
Become a monument
But is it all she meant?
To dole out such sentiment?
Credits
Writer(s): Justin West
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.