sofa
She’s reinventing loving me
When we’re resembling cutlery on the sofa
It must have been about 5:01 like my blue ripped jeans
And my eyes are closed and I’m way too tired
Hoodie still smells of the beach bonfire
On the sofa, where we lay
I wanna stay inside all day
And it’s cold outside, again
And we’re both so high
We could fly to Berlin, Tokyo or Jamaica
We can go where you want, say the word and I’ll take ya
But I’d rather stay on the sofa
On the sofa, with you
When the morning comes
We’re not watching Formula 1
It’s not what we breathe for
So kick off the day with Friends on T4
Two, boiled and brew
Two sugars ain’t too sweet for you
On the sofa, where we lay
I wanna stay inside all day
And it’s cold outside, again
And we’re still so high
And it feels like I’m flying
And it feels like
We could go to Berlin, Tokyo or Jamaica
Through the streets of New York, that is where I will take ya
Paris, Rome, to Rio, passing through Las Vegas
We can go where you want, say the word, and I’ll take ya
But I’d rather stay on the sofa
On the sofa
On the sofa, with you