Thursday, January 14, 2010

hideaway

Here in the house where I stay
All of my things are on display
Here in the bed where I sleep
With just enough room for both my feet
I can make space for you
I can put away the books I've read
I can make a bed for you
Pullin the covers over your head

Then you can try to hideaway
You can try to hideaway
Yeah, you can try to hideaway
You can try to hideaway
At my place

Lock all the doors and stay home
Pull all the curtains, turn off the phones
Two cups of coffee, cold hands
Sixty four days til spring again
I can make space for you
I can put away those books I've read
I can make a bed for you
Pullin the covers over your head

Then you can try to hideaway
You can try to hideaway
Yeah, you can try to hideaway
You can try to hideaway
At my place

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