Sunlight

Maybe that's how we do it Fuck Are you alright? Oh, thirty percent sunlight I don't know what that means Doesn't like its feet wet Keep the pot well-drained Leaving for the weekend and, oh Will I see you smiling again? Growing in sunlight Happy under my eyes Love hypochondriacal Lost, swimming in your head You come undone when you can't hold me I feel the same Sunlight fills the room up I open up my eyes Illuminates my nightmare She's gone, I don't know why