Carriage

Counting Crows

If anything it should have been a better thing,

from underneath you

staring at the ceiling

It's another world of chocolate bars and baseball cards and it hides

inside of all this tension that i'm feeling

but it's all inside of you

and it's all inside of you



Surprise, Surprise

I miss your hair, you miss my eyes and this solitude is my confidence eroding

so We slide inside of someone's mouth and someone's eyes until there's a sound of something intimate exploding.

But it's all inside of you

It's all inside of you.



I wish that I'd had anethistized and sterlized and then

I wouldn't have this evidence congealing

Surprise, surprise

another pair of lips and eyes and that's the consequence from actually feeling.

But it's all inside of you

It's all inside of you