This Room

Eskimo Joe

What ever happened to this room?

It used to be so good

But now the days pile on the floor

And rain leaks through the crepe paper

We stuck up on the door



No more pictures on the wall

No more memories of holidays

We took when we were

Two years younger than we are

Today



All I know is she 's never impressed by me



Broken bottles on the ground

Blown by the wind shattered pieces lie amoung the plants

Collecting water and reflecting all the sound

They are reflecting all the sound



All I know is she's never impressed by me

Makes no difference can't you see

She's the one who needs to be

All I know she's never impressed by me

And the secret note that she wrote..oh I'm special

What ever happened to this room?