Sesame Songtext
von Seward

Cloudy day, you′re still in my room
Your eyes hiding under my window
Liver cold, you're a body on the ground
Your feet still sliding and full of sorrow
Who is going?
Who is going to teach me now?
Any day, landing back in town
Turbulent, you′re sleeping on my sofa Springtime, I'm realizing I still miss you
You're the tip on the throat and on me
Who is going?
Who is going?
To teach me now
There is lots of places for two seaters, isn′t it?
Is it your day, my day?