| This house does not feel like a home, Is it occupied?
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| This life is not one that I own, Do I dramatise?
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| These days I think I’ll stay at home, By the fireside
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| Just leave the outdoors to get on, While I theorise
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| There is nothing here to celebrate
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| I should be kickin’out my heels parade, Ah If it fits then I’ll wear it If you can hear me I’ll declare it, Share it
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| I’ve called your name out, Sunny and blue
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| I’ve picture sitting, Just me and you
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| No one else is, Ever around
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| This is the acid test that I’ve, Found
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| At least three times in a single week, I am run aground
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| There is no warning I can seek, I am always found
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| There is no rhyme or reason to this, A fault appears
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| With the gaping hollow under my feet, I disappear
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| There is nothing here to stop me I just fall until it’s got me, Ah If it fits then I’ll wear it If you can hear me I’ll declare it, Share it
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| I’ve called your name out, Sunny and blue
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| I picture sitting, Just me and you
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| No one else is, Ever around
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| This is the acid test that I’ve, Found
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| I think I need to shake up, wake up fast
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| Forgive a little low, I won’t let it last
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| With every little day that passes
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| Something is fixin’if something is broken
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| This conversation is no longer talkin'
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| I’ve called your name out, Sunny and blue
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| I picture sitting, Just me and you
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| No one else is, Ever around
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| This is the acid test that I’ve, Found |