living room floor

I fell in love with an angel on my living room floor Hands on waist, feel you breathing and the chill in my bones Nine letters have been stuck in my head Nine letters have been driving me crazily mad I feel the tears slowly following the living room floor Clandestinely watching over every freckle on your face Pretending I don't know their exact form and place I could call you up and end it but I still need you around And time's an hour glass, it's glued to the ground I fell in love with an angel on my living room floor Hands on waist, feel you breathing and the chill in my bones Nine letters have been stuck in my head Nine letters have been driving me crazily mad I feel the tears following the living room floor Wrapping paper, scissor fights Aperol and taxi rides Italian food and pockets full of sand Birthday blues and lemon cake That I don't even like but hey All that won't really matter in the end Tell me what have I been reading Benedict Carey for 'Cause once again it's the problems that I tend to ignore I see him sitting there, longing for more I feel our clothes slowly following the living room floor I fell in love with an angel on my living room floor oh, Hands on waist, feel you breathing and the chill in my bones Nine letters have been stuck in my head Nine letters have been driving me crazily mad I feel the tears following the living room floor