Fall in Love With My World Songtext
von Ezra Furman & The Harpoons
Fall in Love With My World Songtext
I sat all alone in my bedroom
I knew I would have to move out soon
My things were all packed in a box
I had no key for the locks
And I felt like a lantern′s flame
Sometimes I take my bike out for joyrides
When loneliness is flooding my insides
I ride in the beautiful dark
And my little red heart
Fills with something that I can't name
It′s time for the ultimate showdown
The moon's rising up in my throat now
And I'm whispering in the ears
Of anyone who will hear
And I′m asking you just one thing
To fall in love with my world
Baby, won′t you fall in love with my world
Please fall in love with my world, for a while
You know I'd do it for you
I would do it for you
If you wanted me to
I would do it for you
Fall in love with my world
Hear the sound of my voice on your pillow
And dream till you′ve had your fill
I'm that fogged up face in your window
Baby, I′m the lonely face in your window
I wanna be that fucked up face in your window
And even if I can't come in, I′d like to have
The chance to touch your hand through the glass
If I can't come in I'd like to have the chance
I knew I would have to move out soon
My things were all packed in a box
I had no key for the locks
And I felt like a lantern′s flame
Sometimes I take my bike out for joyrides
When loneliness is flooding my insides
I ride in the beautiful dark
And my little red heart
Fills with something that I can't name
It′s time for the ultimate showdown
The moon's rising up in my throat now
And I'm whispering in the ears
Of anyone who will hear
And I′m asking you just one thing
To fall in love with my world
Baby, won′t you fall in love with my world
Please fall in love with my world, for a while
You know I'd do it for you
I would do it for you
If you wanted me to
I would do it for you
Fall in love with my world
Hear the sound of my voice on your pillow
And dream till you′ve had your fill
I'm that fogged up face in your window
Baby, I′m the lonely face in your window
I wanna be that fucked up face in your window
And even if I can't come in, I′d like to have
The chance to touch your hand through the glass
If I can't come in I'd like to have the chance
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