Song

Rooms

Astrid Williamson · 1996

© 1996 Astrid Williamson/Incarnation · All rights reserved

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Burning myself in the night
I’m crying with my arms way out
I can’t cover me but you wont cover me
Anyway, you don’t say
Dreamt about your voice far away
Puts you in a safe place
Just to show that
There’s no streets here
Only rooms full of people

Touching like wounded
Building their rooms
But I like you
We get along don’t we
I might be laughing now
God knows what shows
Uncover your lover
Wouldn’t you like to stroke my
Like to bite
Wouldn’t you yes you would you’d love to
I know you
My hands your hands your hands my mouth your mouth
Id live to so why wont you
Fall in love
wont you fall in love with me

But there’s no streets here
There’s no streets here
There’s no streets here
Only rooms full of people
Rooms full of people
No there’s not streets only people