[Verse 1]
I didn't notice anything strange
'Bout the picture in your picture frame
It was drawn of a fountain in your Paris
Bought for a fiver, most probably
It didn't mean a lot to me
You tell me that you'd never sell this
That life itself is within this
That the artist himself is beneath this
[Chorus]
And I look to the sky to worship the ground
And you never asked for nothing at all
But you asked me to come in from the cold
And to warm your bed as you fold me and unfold me again
[Verse 2]
Time to make fools of us all
Time to find meaning or control
Every time we go out now, you pretend
Pretend we're not lovers, just friends
And it gets to me
She tells me the meaning of life is
To be happy and to give up loss
But you've never lost something you loved, no
I didn't notice anything strange
'Bout the picture in your picture frame
It was drawn of a fountain in your Paris
Bought for a fiver, most probably
It didn't mean a lot to me
You tell me that you'd never sell this
That life itself is within this
That the artist himself is beneath this
[Chorus]
And I look to the sky to worship the ground
And you never asked for nothing at all
But you asked me to come in from the cold
And to warm your bed as you fold me and unfold me again
[Verse 2]
Time to make fools of us all
Time to find meaning or control
Every time we go out now, you pretend
Pretend we're not lovers, just friends
And it gets to me
She tells me the meaning of life is
To be happy and to give up loss
But you've never lost something you loved, no
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