White Stripes – DEAD LEAVES AND THE DIRTY GROUND scritto da admin 20 Gennaio 2016 Dead leaves and the dirty ground, When I know you’re not around. Shiny tops and soda pops, When I hear your lips make a sound. When I hear your lips make a sound. Thirty notes in the mailbox, Will tell you that I’m coming home. And I think I’m gonna stick around, For a while so you’re not alone. For a while so you’re not alone. If you can hear a piano fall, You can hear me coming down the hall. If I could just hear your pretty voice, I don’t think I need to see at all. I don’t think I need to see at all. Soft hair and a velvet tongue, I want to give you what you give to me. And every breath that is in your lungs, Is a tiny little gift to me. Is a tiny little gift to me. I didn’t feel so bad till the sun went down, Then I come home, no one to wrap my arms around. Wraps my arms around. Well, any man with a microphone, Can tell you what he loves the most. And you know why you love at all, If you’re thinking of the holy ghost. If you’re thinking of the holy ghost.