On the morning when I woke up without you for the first time / I felt free and I felt lonely and I felt scared / And I began to talk to myself almost immediately / Not being used to being the only person there // The first time I made coffee for just myself, I made too much of it / But I drank it all just cause you hate it when I let things go to waste / And I wandered through the house like a little boy lost in the mall / And an astronaut could've seen the hunger in my eyes from space // And I sang / Oh, What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? / What do I do without you? // On the morning when I woke up without you for the first time / I was cold so I put on a sweater and I turned up the heat / And the walls began to close in and I felt so sad and frightened / I practically ran from the living room out into the street // And the wind began to blow and all the trees began to pant / And the world in it's cold way started coming alive / And I stood there like a buisness man waiting for the train / And I got ready for the future to arrive // And I sang / Oh, What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? / What do I do without you?
john darnielle
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que coisa linda!
um abraço.
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