Текст песни Squeeze - His House Her Home, слова песни Squeeze

Текст песни Squeeze - His House Her Home

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(difford/tilbrook)I think to myself when we kissYour husband is watchingFrom his portrait his eyes are looking downOn the slipper and stockingBack against the bookcaseDown upon the floorEmpty the decanterSlur again for more.His house, her home, our future in a lovers worldHer son, her heart, her love for me, tomorrows worldI laugh at myself when your sonIs watching cartoonsIn the morning hes looking up at meWhen were in the bathroomSees me kissing motherDoesnt blink an eyeAsks a lot of questionsAnswers hard to find.I talk to myself when Im drunkAnd she is still soberWords are so few and far betweenMy arms reach to hold herHungry for the loveI rescued from the graveThe past is just a portraitThe futures ours to frame

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His House Her Home

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