Letra de Your Room
I try To remember your roomThere were three doors Leading to bathroom, closet, living-room And there were two windows With their blinds always drawn To keep out other people's eyes And the harsh summer sunlight As you sat on your downy white bedI try To remember your roomCinderblock bookshelves laden with Pretty picturebooks to look at As I sat on your downy white bed Learning about people, times and places I'd probably never knowI try To remember your roomThree big drawings on thick white paper That would billow with the summer breeze Over our heads As we sat On your downy white bed Looking at children's drawings, convict watercolors And eventually The three paintings that I made theeI try To remember your room