Lyrics
Trading secrets of the universe
Around your kitchen table
It occurred to us to love
Everything
The world felt so big and so close
Like an apple I could bite
The world felt so small I could hold it in my hands
Or let it roll away
And you’re singing with your hands
And you’re singing
With your hands behind your head
I don’t know you how I’d like to yet
In the cold light of the morning
It hits me without warning
I want to be the kind of woman
That owns a teapot
The thought was so sincere
You asked what was on my mind
And you’re singing with your hands
And you’re singing
With your hands
Behind your head
I don’t know you how I’d like to yet
What I thought was a wall was a door
That you open morе and more
If you go could you leave it opеn
Behind you?
Around your kitchen table
It occurred to us to love
Everything
The world felt so big and so close
Like an apple I could bite
The world felt so small I could hold it in my hands
Or let it roll away
And you’re singing with your hands
And you’re singing
With your hands behind your head
I don’t know you how I’d like to yet
In the cold light of the morning
It hits me without warning
I want to be the kind of woman
That owns a teapot
The thought was so sincere
You asked what was on my mind
And you’re singing with your hands
And you’re singing
With your hands
Behind your head
I don’t know you how I’d like to yet
What I thought was a wall was a door
That you open morе and more
If you go could you leave it opеn
Behind you?