Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Canopies And Drapes, artist - Emmy The Great. Album song First Love, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 09.08.2009
Record label: Close Harbour
Song language: English
Canopies And Drapes |
| I wanna see you tonight |
| What’s the point? |
| All we do is fight |
| I’ve loved you |
| So long |
| I don’t know who I’d be without |
| My head hurts |
| I wish I’d never woke up |
| I feel worse |
| than when S Club 7 broke up |
| I hate the day |
| It hates me |
| So does everybody else |
| I sit here drooling on my own again |
| and like a routine episode of Friends |
| What does it mean to be American? |
| Is it |
| feelings, coffee and |
| I’ll be there for you? |
| Later on me and a bottle will hook up to have some fun |
| Then I’ll call your house at twelve to let you know that I’m drunk |
| Say I’m sorry Mr C, I was just looking for your son |
| How are you, incidentally, do you know if he’s out alone? |
| There is this book he lent to me something like seven months ago |
| I’m gonna burn it in the street be so kind as let him know |
| that I’m dealing |
| with this badly |
| and |
| could he please get back to me? |
| Since you’ve gone my only friends are Billy Bragg and the Jam |
| Though my time with you has got me feeling oh so k.d. |
| lang |
| I think you’re right about the New Kids on the Block |
| And I agree now Billy Joel does not rock |
| Wish I could tell you all the things that Woody Allen helps me see |
| How Annie Hall is starting to seem quite a lot like you and me |
| It took a while to come around to David Bowie’s new CD |
| And it’s much too late to give back your Magnetic Fields EP |
| Can I keep it |
| by my pillow? |
| Fucking loved it |
| How I long to tell you so |
| When I get to sleep I’ll dream again of canopies and drapes |
| And wake shaking from the knowledge that the mattress holds your shape |
| I assume my phone is dead because it hasn’t rung for months |
| If tomorrow is the funeral do you think that you could come? |
| I could give you back your music and your t-shirts and your socks |
| Walk to Jazz’s house in SOHO cry into her letter box |
| Spend some time out to resuscitate my soul |
| Take up smoking and drink carrot juice and grow |
| Teach the mattress to expel you from its folds |
| Then dry my eyes and keep on walking til the motion makes me strong |
| Until one day i realise I don’t remember that you’re gone |
| We’ll be strangers |
| who were lovers |
| I’ll recover |
| It’s so weird how time goes on |