Seeds Songtext
von Room Eleven

I′m thinking too far ahead
But now it's gone while you say it
You′re not perfect
But I'm no perfectionist
When I come home there're twelve in my shoes
One in my bra, the one I kept for you


Seeds, seeds
They spread in twisters in the streets on shiny days
Like they wanna tell me something
But I′m in a hurry and I pretend I don′t see these
Seeds in the streets
Seeds
Mm-hmm-hmm
Seeds
Mm-hmm-hmm

Plant a seed, keep thinking you did
And it will grow real slow
Forget
And before you know it's a tree