| Lyrics: | Ears twitch, like a dog, breaking eggs in a dish.
Do not mock me when I say this is not a
lie.
It's a funny thing, half serious, with our hands on our ears.
Living dreams
with mouths ajar, wide awake, we go to sleep.
However absurd, however absurd... It may
seem.
However absurd, however absurd... It may seem.
Something special between
us,
When we made love the game was over.
I could'nt say the words,
Words wouldn't get
my feelings through,
So I keep talking to you...
However absurd, however absurd...
It may seem.
However absurd, however absurd... It may seem.
Custon made dinosaurs,
too late now, for a change.
Everything is under the sun, but nothing is for
keeps.
However absurd, however absurd... It may seem.
However absurd, however
absurd... It may seem |
