Lisa Loeb - This
In an open room that echoes well, this is where I can tell you everything.
This is where I meet my muse, and it feeds me.
This is how I buy the sun, and it feeds me.
This is why I burn this candle, I light it so that I can handle this.
You’re so still,
You’re so safe,
Appear severe,
You are so nonchalant.
I’m so still
I’m so safe,
Appear severe,
I am not.
This is where I meet my muse, and it feeds me.
This is how I buy the sun, and it feeds me.
I told david I won’t die, and this is how I watch the sky,
That is why I burn this candle, I light it so that I can handle this.
You’re so still,
You save face.
Try to erase all you feel inside.
Stand still,
I save face,
I misplace all the feelings I can’t hide.
Of all the rooms I’ve loved before it’s you I love inside this room
They test me can I train my evil eye to see like they do -
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes.
Of all the rooms I’ve loved before,
It’s you I love.
This is how I meet my muse.