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Tekster: Fat Freddys Drop. This room.

I sit and watch you from window, lady
I see you giving yourself away.
I see the ground catch at your feet.
I see the street signs of defeat.

Sweet lady
Sweet lady
Sweet lady

And then you turn to me instinctively-
just like you're checking if you're alone.
Then like a reflex from my mind,
I fall away into the background.
Like a shadow on the wall.
Oh yeaee
A shadow on the wall
A shadow on the wall
A shadow on the wall.

See I've got nothing left to use
I think its time I changed my view
I think its time I changed my view
I think its time I changed my view

Just like a king in his lonely kingdom
Like a ruler who had no rules
See I've got nothing left to lose
I think its time I changed my view
I think its time I changed my view
I think its time I changed my view

I've got nothing left to lose
Like a bum who never had no shoes
Walk these streets deep in dark despair
I want love don't want to fight.

I wanna love I don't wanna fight,
yeah yeah. (x7)

Ooooh.