Toe's across the floor

Blind Melon

Now tell me why am I to lie
If I'm holding firm and feel
the right
To lie down beside this dog of mine
And let that perverted thought really
run through my mind

I'd scrape my toes across the floor
This day's the same as those before
And though inside I'm feeling giddy
Always wrong for never giving myself
An uninvaded door

So now I'll take a little glue
I'll put together a new glittered room
for view
So I can start sitting so pretty
Instead of sitting here not
seein' clear
Just sitting here not fittin' here
No things ain't fittin' here
Izvajalec: Blind Melon