I never walk in the street
or get around where people meet
with you on my head
and me on my thoughts
wondering what everyone knows, wondering what everyone knows.
I buy a stamp for the post
but all my letters are lost
with you on my head
and me on my thoughts
wondering what everyone knows, wondering what everyone knows,
wondering what everyone knows.
Darkness is white you can feel through the life
of the darkest cloud and touch my hand,
Darkness is white you can feel through the life
of the darkest cloud and touch my hand.
You are a sound in my head
so off my ears with your friend
with you on my head
and me on my thoughts
wondering what everyone knows, wondering what everyone knows,
wondering what everyone knows.
Darkness is white you can feel through the life
of the darkest cloud and touch my hand,
Darkness is white you can feel through the life
of the darkest cloud and touch my hand, touch my hand, touch my hand.
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