Instead Songtext
von Parachute Musical

Isn′t it simple
Isn't it kind
The way that I′ve arranged it in my head But still a mess
I'll be the first to confess
I'll sit and ponder you

I′m getting older everyday and making mistakes along my way
But all I know is baby I will sit as it all crumbles to bits
I will wait to marry you

So better yet I′ll marry my music instead because she makes me feel