Kitchen Stories

I'm writing this in the kitchen eleven o'clock
Outside in the sofas they gather up
Only these evenings when it feels this way
Dare look away from the light of day

These nights we've been talking about the past
She said things are going a little fast
Someone's probably told her by now
It's fair, but I just wonder how

She hasn't seen through my words
Even hours after bedtime when nothing hurts
I haven't slipped up
I haven't slipped up
Wonder if she'll ever know
How much she means to me

Afraid that I've been a little clingy lately
I try to make it up discretely
The quiet is noisy I don't understand
These lamps throw me lyrics underhand

Is the eyes what does it? Is it just inside?
Know I'm not in it if it ain't alright, but
Wish I could go through it all fearless
She seems so comfortable, why am I anxious

She hasn't seen through my words
Even hours after bedtime when nothing hurts
I haven't slipped up
I haven't slipped up
Wonder if she'll ever know
How much she meant to me
How much she made me see
But chapters write themselves
And you were just a page
You were just a page

She used to believe in me
She hasn't
She hasn't
She hasn't
She hasn't
She hasn't
She hasn't
She hasn't
She hasn't
She hasn't
She hasn't

She hasn't seen through my words
Even hours after bedtime when nothing hurts
I haven't slipped up
I haven't slipped up
Wonder if she'll ever know
How much she meant to me

How much she meant to me
How much she meant to me
How much she meant to me, yeah
How much she meant



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Writer(s): Mikko Jensen
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