Paroles de It's Late

It's so much for your head to take in if you think too hard you'll get the spins it never ceases to exist you're here and so hard to resist it's late you look tired why don't you go on home you can't stay here why don't you go on home it's so much for your eyes to take in if you watch too long you'll get sick you never know when to go and i'm not one to tell you so ours is not yours the hours taking form i want so much more it's just not you at all can you convince me that i belong? can you convince that, yea can you convince i am.