And I know it
There is no deep secret
Tossing inside me
I have no timing
I can't form my feelings
Sometimes I rhyme
Sometimes I don't
So go ahead, take a look at my kitchen
Take a look at the woodgrain there
What's it for? That hardwood floor
Is where I'm walkin' and thinkin'
Walkin' and thinkin'
About you
I'm not a poet And I know it There is no deep secret Tossing inside me I have no timing I can't form my feelings Sometimes I rhyme Sometimes I don't So go ahead, take a look at my kitchen Take a look at the woodgrain there What's it for? That hardwood floor Is where I'm walkin' and thinkin' Walkin' and thinkin' About you Explain Request ×
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