Morning Talk Songtext
von Teenage Fiction

She was a Swede for a day
Lived in a monastery
Reading books in the attic
Taking notes and making plans


She was Norwegian for a night
Lived with an old shipwright
Practiced his ancient trade
Now she just builds, and builds, and builds

Everyone hangs outside, here
Waiting in smoke for their rides, here
You′re going to my head so I'm going to my bed
Drop me a long in the morning

In the morning