Letra de Sweet Nothing
I spy with my little tired eye Tiny as a firefly A pebble that we picked up last July Down deep inside your pocket We almost forgot it Does it ever miss Wicklow sometimes? Ooh...They said the end is coming Everyone's up to something I find myself running home to your Sweet nothings Outside they're push and shoving You're in the kitchen humming All that you ever wanted from me was Sweet nothingOn the way home I wrote a poem You say, "what a mind" This happens all the time Ooh...'Cause they said the end is coming Everyone's up to something I find myself running home to your Sweet nothings Outside they're push and shoving You're in the kitchen humming All that you ever wanted from me was ... nothingIndustry disrupters and soul deconstructors And smooth-talking hucksters Out glad-handing each other And the voices that implore "You should be doing more" To you I can admit That I'm just too soft for all of itOoh...They said the end is coming Everyone's up to something I find myself running home to your Sweet nothings Outside they're push and shoving You're in the kitchen humming All that you ever wanted from me was Sweet nothingThey said the end is coming Everyone's up to something I find myself running home to your Sweet nothings Outside they're push and shoving You're in the kitchen humming All that you ever wanted from me was Sweet nothing