To Let (Xavier Rudd) The sun is peaking The sun is peering across the bay I am walking Sucking stale air on this fine day Lady squeaking Lady she shuffles ten feet in front Her pants are squeaking Her...
Well they dance with my mind through these traits undefined you and you and you alike well you all seem to Blow me away Nine times a day then By the tenth time I'm drifting away And you all gather in...