Tiny Feet

'TINY FEET' MY MIXTAPE OF SONG LYRICS - enjoy these lyrics people! The topic is love, simple, uncomplicated, pure love. I'm pretty sure that everyone can relate to the lyrics in some way, whether it's romantic love, love for friends, families or even pets. 100% my own concoction of words.

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3. Rich Man

Takeaway boxes and empty champagne bottles

On a room with no furniture 

We make the floor our home

It doesn't matter that the walls are stained

Or the doors absent in the door frame

Together we are not alone

There's no better spot

Than a head on a lap

Staring up at a crumbling ceiling

No need at all to look back

Only ahead, more beauty in these moments when words are unsaid

And hands alone express how we feel

This empty space makes the space we exist in tonight seem all the more real

 

And for once I'm not breaking down to fall apart

Here in this house I don't have the desire to gaze up at the stars

But I do want to stay here with you, you in mid laugh

You aren't a rich man but you've bought up all of my heart

 

He's not a rich man

But his soul is carved straight from gold

And I'm tumbling deeper every time I'm in his hold

 

Evidently we aren't living the norm

No bed upstairs, no gas on to keep us warm

The hot waters sporadic, the bath may as well be a hole

But let's not forget this is where my breath you first stole

It's wandering these hallways, fingertips brushing the paper there

Trying to find where you've hidden, if I win too soon you'll say it's not fair 

And so you will run

But I'll catch up to you soon

Then we'll dance in the kitchen

To the smiles of the moon

We will fall, it's inevitable,

And without a sofa it will surely hurt

But you'll only scoop me closer and heal me with your words

Of this I'm sure

 

And for once I'm not breaking down to fall apart

Here in this house I don't have the desire to gaze up at the stars

But I do want to stay here with you, you in mid laugh

You aren't a rich man but you've bought up all of my heart

 

He's not a rich man

But his soul is carved straight from gold

And I'm tumbling deeper every time I'm in his hold

 

I don't need diamonds, I don't need pearls

Food on the table will do, but I don't want to eat alone in this world 

The bank will deny you money

If they don't think you can pay it back

But I'd sell you my entire self tonight and for it I'd never barter back

 
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