Chills My Morning Jacket (Ft. Andrew Bird)

Still feel that I'm getting ill

Oh

Chills, down on my spine
I do on a window sill
Still, things that go away

Ah, ooh, oh

Still, feel like no one can tell
Chills run down my spine

Ah ah ah ooh

Still, no one else lives your life
Except yourself, no one else lives your life
Except yourself, no one else lives your life
Still, no one else lives your life
Still ooh