Текст песни Glass - 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
cannot
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,
don't,
we
don't
And
I
am
blind,
I
cannot
find
my
heart
I
gave
And
when
we
meet
on
a
street
Then
I
am
blind,
I
cannot
find
my
heart
I
gave
to
you
1 Die Alone
2 Masochist
3 Breakable
4 The Hat
5 Overboard
6 Glass
7 Starting Now
8 Corner of Your Heart
9 December Baby
10 Highway
11 Far Away
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