My Brother is Sleeping
My brother is sleeping
The lights still on
And they're talking on the TV
And my mother do the washing
She's singing all the time
Makes a church out of the kitchen
And I confess that I'm spoiled
It's a crime to not
Value what you've got
Cause you have it all the time
Like I have you all the time
My father looks so troubled
As he's trying to find the simplest
Possible conclusions
And my sister fights a war
She tries to battle
The whole society
She's so angry cause she's young
But wise as someone old
Well I, love her all the same
And I confess that I'm spoiled
It's a crime to not
Value what you've got
Cause you have it all the time
Like I have you all the time
And Rebecka, she's just fine
So fond of the world, where she
Tumbles around
Yeah Rebecka, she's just fine
So fond of the world, where she
Tumbles around
I confess that I am spoiled
It's a crime to not
Value what you've got
Cause you have it all the time
Yeah, you've got to
Value the small things
Got to value what God gives
Value or put some value into
Value the small things
Got to value what God gives
Value or put some value into
I confess that I'm spoiled
It's a crime to not
Value what you've got
Cause you have it all the time
Like I have you all the time
The lights still on
And they're talking on the TV
And my mother do the washing
She's singing all the time
Makes a church out of the kitchen
And I confess that I'm spoiled
It's a crime to not
Value what you've got
Cause you have it all the time
Like I have you all the time
My father looks so troubled
As he's trying to find the simplest
Possible conclusions
And my sister fights a war
She tries to battle
The whole society
She's so angry cause she's young
But wise as someone old
Well I, love her all the same
And I confess that I'm spoiled
It's a crime to not
Value what you've got
Cause you have it all the time
Like I have you all the time
And Rebecka, she's just fine
So fond of the world, where she
Tumbles around
Yeah Rebecka, she's just fine
So fond of the world, where she
Tumbles around
I confess that I am spoiled
It's a crime to not
Value what you've got
Cause you have it all the time
Yeah, you've got to
Value the small things
Got to value what God gives
Value or put some value into
Value the small things
Got to value what God gives
Value or put some value into
I confess that I'm spoiled
It's a crime to not
Value what you've got
Cause you have it all the time
Like I have you all the time
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