3. Under My Feet (Claire Kelly, Sarah Blick, Barrett Tasky) Sarah Blick - baritone ukulele / Claire Kelly - vocals / Barrett Tasky - bass
Lyrics
I want to stay in an old motel
Heavy curtains block the sirens and the sun
All alone on a satin pillow
And reality to hold my fantasy down
Oh winter river, why do you hide away behind cloudy plates of grey and green
Oh winter river, you will be mine when this bridge crumbles under my feet
The old couple next door keeps knocking on the wall,
I left before they pulled the ceiling down
I walked a hundred yards for a sunset,
My dear you have the best view in town
Oh winter river, why do you hide away behind cloudy plates of grey and green
Oh winter river, you will be mine when this bridge crumbles under my feet
I will wait for the sun to set you free
I will wait for the sun to set you free
Oh winter river, why do you hide away behind cloudy plates of grey and green
Oh winter river, you will be mine when this bridge crumbles under my feet
Under my feet