It will be put right away
-The home dressed up of all pleasant things
The desk, chair, glass and glasses
The unsaid things spoke through eyes
We’ll be seen the dust wearing my undercontrol tshirt
Jump in at the coffe spill in the late monday morning
So when finally arrived at work, it suddenly unbearable homesickness
The home we are lived there before, it was home did our place to go
It’ll be all spices and blue
The wall and window with long fight we thought so
the colours keep it last it’s story
Did we bought the proper table behind the door so the standing picture above it looks alone in front of the pairs of slip on which never be opened after it bought years ago with 70% discount too cute to wear was the reason
Classic things we afford to keep our sane around all messy dishes everyday
It’s all my presen/t(ce) around this wishful thinking
The wind would finally knock it’s door
When it’s ready and we knew it, the path will go run us together
I’ll sing a song a Happy Birthday
From behind the door
When he comes home
