Laulunsanoja:
Bright Eyes Spring Cleaning

traffic lights blur Into a bright bouquet My heart is in mothballs It's been packed away And I can't get to it no way Until the birds return for spring cleaning

lights blur, into a bright bouquet, my heart is in mothballs, it's been packed away, and I can't get to it, no way, until the birds return for spring cleaning

lights blur, into a bright bouquet, my heart is in mothballs, it's been packed away, and I can't get to it, no way, until the birds return for spring cleaning