Songtext von Christmas Card

Looking at your face in the dark You don't even look that smart Could never make it past that part And now I guess we never will Looking for the keys to the truck Your body's saying: Isn't that enough? Your brain is going: I don't give a fuck You treat it like a game of skill But it's more like a work of art Or money in a Christmas card You think about it way too hard I'm gonna stay with you until You disappear into the crowd I don't know what you tried to tell me You know I think about it still Looking at your face in the dark You don't even look that smart I don't know what you tried to tell me Disappear into the clouds I don't know what you tried to tell me You know I think about it still