Postcard flamingos all around
Once part of the ocean, fallen from the cloud
Do I, do I, do I make myself clear
When I, when I, when I say
Cocktail umbrellas planted in the ground
Stumbled words at the doorstep for you to come around
Do I, do I, do I make myself clear
(is it much too late to)
When I, when I, when I say
It's a window sill late night feeling
Wondering if you could hear it
Tearing out my insides as I'm sitting at your bedside
Is this all a ruse
Are you feeling confused
Is it much too late to mention that I never had your best intentions
Say it, say it, say it
Is it much too late to mention
Much too late to
Say it, say it, say it
Is it much too late to mention
Much too late to
Ceramic Planet - Good Morning Lyrics
Ceramic Planet - Good Morning Lyrics
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Postcard flamingos all around
Once part of the ocean, fallen from the cloud
Do I, do I, do I make myself clear
When I, when I, when I say
Cocktail umbrellas planted in the ground
Stumbled words at the doorstep for you to come around
Do I, do I, do I make myself clear
(is it much too late to)
When I, when I, when I say
It's a window sill late night feeling
Wondering if you could hear it
Tearing out my insides as I'm sitting at your bedside
Is this all a ruse
Are you feeling confused
Is it much too late to mention that I never had your best intentions
Say it, say it, say it
Is it much too late to mention
Much too late to
Say it, say it, say it
Is it much too late to mention
Much too late to
Once part of the ocean, fallen from the cloud
Do I, do I, do I make myself clear
When I, when I, when I say
Cocktail umbrellas planted in the ground
Stumbled words at the doorstep for you to come around
Do I, do I, do I make myself clear
(is it much too late to)
When I, when I, when I say
It's a window sill late night feeling
Wondering if you could hear it
Tearing out my insides as I'm sitting at your bedside
Is this all a ruse
Are you feeling confused
Is it much too late to mention that I never had your best intentions
Say it, say it, say it
Is it much too late to mention
Much too late to
Say it, say it, say it
Is it much too late to mention
Much too late to
Writer: Riley Southby
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid