1943

Sunday afternoon in my favorite chair

Stretch out on the bed no make up your hair

All out the mattes your watching a film

On your laptop screen with your headset on

You're far away don't know this so you

And I'm thinking of this might just one

I'm reading a book about 1943

My headache almost gone you're lookin' at me

It's already getting dark so I turn on the light

To think about our heart I try

To make things work now it's raining outside

And I'm thinkin' of this it's proud leave a word

You fallen asleep with you're glasses on

A lot of tough you in but some moments are

Took to change

But things turn around there's no thought of revenge

I don't wanna wake you up

I just wanna stay like this a little longer