Lyric provided by www.seekalyric.com |
There's flowers in my house And a boat that I might sail No surprises in the record collection You must have thought I was someone else I'm still afraid to get lost In a city I might explore But I'm not afraid to hide I never quite [Incomprehensible] in my door In my door, in my door, in my door Oh, you want to be a writer Fantastic idea You say you've never seen Alaska I really think you'll like it there Maybe you should travel with me Is this the best idea Because you've never seen a red wood And you've never dodged a deer A deer, a deer, a deer A deer, a deer, my dear One swan is deceiving us all Oh, I for one should know I never felt myself so graceful And I never swam so slow So slow, so slow, so slow So slow, so slow, so slow So slow, so slow, so slow |