Child
I could go wherever
Watching your hands move
Miss our talks about the weather
How you neatly butter your bread
It's getting colder
Rotten fruit on the counter
You're both getting older
Kill the flies in the kitchen
Still wait for your hand on my shoulder
I could go wherever (I could go wherever)
Listening to you through the wall
Smells not at all like home around here
And rain the most dependable of all
It's getting colder
And while we're all getting older
I feel like a child
Your child
Watching your hands move
Miss our talks about the weather
How you neatly butter your bread
It's getting colder
Rotten fruit on the counter
You're both getting older
Kill the flies in the kitchen
Still wait for your hand on my shoulder
I could go wherever (I could go wherever)
Listening to you through the wall
Smells not at all like home around here
And rain the most dependable of all
It's getting colder
And while we're all getting older
I feel like a child
Your child
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Writer(s): Philippa Kircher
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