Goes and boils a pot of tea Lift the lid Drop the leaves
So don't listen for the door To open Here in the city there's no keeping track of cars
Outside it softly starts to rain Greets her like the family cat Holds her in the room like hands Holding something made of glass "Quiet down, my baby, rest and just listen to me fall."
And she sits there for a long time In the teeth of her mind
Oh, I need to be alone with me Somewhere in the country Where there's no chance of hoping For footsteps
作曲 : Jessica Peters Footsteps
So she walks into the room Lays down on the couch
Goes and boils a pot of tea Lift the lid Drop the leaves
So don't listen for the door To open Here in the city there's no keeping track of cars
Outside it softly starts to rain Greets her like the family cat Holds her in the room like hands Holding something made of glass "Quiet down, my baby, rest and just listen to me fall."
And she sits there for a long time In the teeth of her mind
Oh, I need to be alone with me Somewhere in the country Where there's no chance of hoping For footsteps
