Sex, Death and Landscapes - Tom Rosenthal

Sex, death and landscapes

It’s all about the mistakes

And how you did them well

I fell for you in the summer

And that was bummer

Because you left in the spring

Don’t sigh

Nothing’s going to take you away from me girl

You were there all along

An old boy on a park bench

Thinking in the past tense

Looking for the words

I’ll wash my face tomorrow

And for the days that follow

I’ll do it again

Don’t sigh

Nothing’s going to take you away from me girl

You were there all along

Sex, death and landscapes

It’s all about the mistakes

And how you did them well

I fell for you in the summer

And that was bummer

Because you left in the spring

Don’t sigh

Nothing’s going to take you away from me girl