歌曲名 Glass

歌手名 Ingrid Michaelson

Rolled around on kitchen floors

Tied my tongue in pretty bows with yours

And now we pass

And just like glass

I see through you

You see through me like I'm not there

You could make my head swerve

Used to know my every curve

And now we meet on a street

And I am blind

I can not find the heart

I gave to you

Sometimes what we think

We really want we don't

Sometimes what we think

We want we really don't

Sometimes what we think

We love we don't don't

And I am blind

I can not find the heart I gave

And when we meet

Oh

On a street

Then I am blind

I can not find the heart I gave to you