Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Listening Chair , by - Imogen Heap. Release date: 04.10.2014
Song language: English
The Listening Chair |
| Cat, blue, piano |
| Are just some of the things I like |
| So the more that I see of them in my day |
| The better I sleep at night |
| Mum, dad, Giles, (Lizzie) and Juliet (Uncle James) |
| Are just some of the people I love |
| So the more of all them I can get in my day |
| The better I’ll sleep at night |
| I can moonwalk, build castles, play ping pong, talk to animals, |
| hold my breath for a really long time… and tell the future |
| Are just six of the things I can do |
| And the more I can fit of these things in my day |
| The better I sleep at night |
| Ahhh, the better I sleep at night |
| Composer or maybe an astronaut |
| This is what I’m gonna be when I grow up |
| I know cuz I sing out all through the day |
| I fly through space by night |
| The teasing, the fighting, the hospitals |
| I don’t wanna go anymore |
| I put a brave face on, battle through the day |
| But I might cry myself to sleep |
| Pinch, pinch, punch, punch |
| Dancing round the car park after lunch |
| Copy cats, gold stars, cola cubes for good marks |
| Shy type, show off |
| Your mom’s got her masters, so what? |
| Swap stickers, best friends, knight rider |
| Whatcha tell the time again |
| Popular, blonde hair, all the pretty girls sit over there |
| Sister’s in school, he’s cool, our brother knows karate |
| What do I do to make you hate me so much? |
| Is it the clothes I wear? |
| The way I speak? |
| Wonder bra thrown ‘round the German classroom |
| You wouldn’t understand |
| I’ll never live it down |
| Hiding in the bushes |
| Or tip-toeing down the corridor |
| Stop it, you’ll make me laugh |
| Why would I ever need to know this? |
| Somehow I’ll get through |
| I never want this to end |
| This night, this music, with you in my arms |
| Switch in to the real world |
| No idea what I’m doing |
| But here it goes (there she goes) |
| I’ve found the place, feels like home |
| But I caught you kissing her |
| So suddenly I’m on my own |
| There’s just not enough hours in the day |
| Things are going great, I can’t complain |
| When I stumble to bed, I sleep like a baby |
| Finding my feet |
| Make love, make money, make a difference |
| Finding my feet |
| Connect (connect) |
| Finding my feet |
| Make love, make money, make a difference |
| How d’you do that again? |
| Connect together |
| I find myself gazing out of the window for no reason |
| When did I stop eating bread… and cheese? |
| I love cheese |
| I want to have children, |
| But I don’t want to have children, you know? |
| Something nibbling, a feeling I can’t quite explain (A question) |
| Online, offline, like I’m not really here (A choir) |
| Awake or sleeping, somehow can’t tell the difference (A question) |
| Bright light outside, dark deep down within |
| It’s a cover up, it was a cover up operation all along |
| Honing in, I’m honing in on the heart of it all |
| Toughen up, I’ve got to toughen up |
| Coz I’m breaking it all apart |
| What’s at the heart |
| What’s at the heart of it all? |
| Who am I now? |
| Who am I now? |