Coming Up Rosie
Sunday nights the lights they flicker
Four O'clock the day gets gets dimmer
Pull the blankets stop the shiver
On the couch to sleep I drifter
The window sills rest in the shade
The Sun beats off their chests all day
So hey, how are you?
You know I like the things you do
You rely on broken finger tips
For compliments and sedatives for your bed
So hey, how are you?
You know I like the things you do
You reach for something beautiful
Through rainy days so miserable
That fall around your face
Everything just comes up rosie
China cups and tea cozies
What you do might be quite the story
But it fills our heads with worry
I Can't cover up this time for you
Would you for me if I were you?
So hey, how are you?
You know I like the things you do
You rely on broken finger tips
For compliments and sedatives for your bed
So hey, how are you?
You know I like the things you do
You reach for something beautiful
Through rainy days so miserable
That fall around your face
We fall away
Wither away
A still life posed
Through glass panes
The days we share
'Til we run out of time
So hey, how are you?
You know I like the things you do
You rely on broken finger tips
For compliments and sedatives for your bed
So hey, how are you?
You know I like the things you do
You reach for something beautiful
Through rainy days so miserable
That fall around your face
Four O'clock the day gets gets dimmer
Pull the blankets stop the shiver
On the couch to sleep I drifter
The window sills rest in the shade
The Sun beats off their chests all day
So hey, how are you?
You know I like the things you do
You rely on broken finger tips
For compliments and sedatives for your bed
So hey, how are you?
You know I like the things you do
You reach for something beautiful
Through rainy days so miserable
That fall around your face
Everything just comes up rosie
China cups and tea cozies
What you do might be quite the story
But it fills our heads with worry
I Can't cover up this time for you
Would you for me if I were you?
So hey, how are you?
You know I like the things you do
You rely on broken finger tips
For compliments and sedatives for your bed
So hey, how are you?
You know I like the things you do
You reach for something beautiful
Through rainy days so miserable
That fall around your face
We fall away
Wither away
A still life posed
Through glass panes
The days we share
'Til we run out of time
So hey, how are you?
You know I like the things you do
You rely on broken finger tips
For compliments and sedatives for your bed
So hey, how are you?
You know I like the things you do
You reach for something beautiful
Through rainy days so miserable
That fall around your face
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Haskill
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