Letra da Música Live In The Bedroom de Tim Moxam

In the morning
We'll wake to the sound of the neighbors
And we'll curse and we'll blame
And we'll call them funny names

You will cover your eyes
From the morning light with your shirt
And think of the grasshopper warming the dirt
And as we will lay, be reminded of the day
By the noises of footsteps
And the slamming of doors
And the drilling
And sawing of the workers under our bed
We'll ignore and make love
To the roar of their

In the nighttime
We'll study the sounds of our voices
And learn the scents
To which we have been drawn
I'll not open my eyes
'cause I've not slept for days
Or is it I'm blind by the beauty in your face?
We'll trust to our fingers
To feel in the darkness
To trace and define all the shapes we desire
We will seek and discover
Just how close we can get to each other
And I'll wait for your new eyes
To meet mine again
Our sheets will be made of some fine
Hand-woven cotton
Ironed and spread across a king-size bed frame
Their colors will reflect the seasons
That've passed us by
Though no weariness stained
Will reflect in our eyes
Though if we should tire of our lives
In the bedroom
And make from the kitchen
Through the hall, to the door
And if should choose
To explore together or alone
I'll remember the days
When the bed was our home