Couch

We need a plan to undertake
The way to gain the shortest break
We do the things we'll do again
I gave the things you had in mind
Even your selfishness is mine

Is this right if noone thinks it's wrong?
We care a lot and that is fine
If only we could find some time
What's the point if people carry on?
Wonder what it is that makes me start.

Then we feel love, we catch and throw, till all pillows hit the floor
Your favourite seat, please let it be, on my couch.

Your confessions make me cry
Your phonecall's a surprise
Closer to the one i want to meet
Happiness is creeping up on me
We talk as we write
Your voice sounds alright

Then we feel love, we catch and throw, till all pillows hit the floor
Your favourite seat, please let it be, on my couch.

Then we feel love, we catch and throw, till all pillows hit the floor
Your favourite seat, please let it be, on my couch.

I'll follow you until you're gone
I won't give up until you stop