Tiny whirls and swirls of finger prints.
No-one knows just where you’ve been.
But the smile on your face gives nothing away.
It’s all just sunshine and finger paintings.
So lend me some time,
Anytime you’ve got.
To tell me what I’m not and just what I am,
I’ll be ready for you.
So when the mess in my head,
Comes out of my mouth instead.
I’ll be ready with sunshine and finger paints.
Tell me just what you have done to yourself.
How can I cope when your arms are laced in red.
And the smile on your face gives nothing away.
It’s all just sunshine and finger paintings.
So lend me some time,
Anytime you’ve got.
To tell me what I’m not and just what I am,
I’ll be ready for you.
So when the mess in my head,
Comes out of my mouth instead.
I’ll be ready with sunshine and finger paints.
Tiny whirls and swirls of finger prints.
No-one knows just where you’ve been.
credits
from Self-Titled,
released February 14, 2014
Music by S. Krause
Words by S. Krause
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