Cardigan Sweater

She plays her music too loud
And leaves her TV on when she falls asleep.
She's got reasonable taste,
And the sound keeps me company.

I'm in love,
I'm in love with the woman upstairs
In the cardigan sweater.
Now, and forever.

I once passed her in the hallway.
I saw her twice in the laundry room.
So I'm pretty sure that her eyes are green
And that her favourite colour is blue.

I'm in love,
I'm in love with the woman upstairs
In the cardigan sweater.
Now, and forever.

One time I went into town
And saw some socks I thought she'd like.
Based on her taste in music
And how she leaves her TV on at night.

I'm in love,
I'm in love with the woman upstairs
In the cardigan sweater.
Now and for, now and forever.

They were on the windowsill for ages.
While I thought of a way,
A reason to talk,
Just something to say.

Funny or clever,
Polite exchange about the weather,
They just ended up outside her door
With a note attached.
In the palm of my hand.

Now the socks are back here.
Back here, on my windowsill.
And I am in love, I am in love, I am in love
I am in love with her still.

I'm in love,
I'm in love with the woman
In my cardigan sweater.
Now and for, oh how I am in love,
I am in love with the woman
In my cardigan sweater.
Now and for, now and forever.