Now I Can't Find The Door
it wasn't what i had to drink
that kept me up all night
something you said made me think
i was up all night
i forgot my reservation
there's no room for doubt
i don't know how i got in
but you found me out
now i can't find the door
love is what i leave for
i can't find the door
(away from you comrade)
germany and japan
make me feel so poor
like seeing some new movie star
in a dress i wore
you'll notice that i changed the subject
i'm afraid of you
here must be some back way
or window i can climb out through
unlock this dark room
last time i knocked down the door
i've cornered fear with keys
from whispered core
now i can't find the door
love is what i leave for
i can't find the door
Komositören
Lyrics by Tim Rice
From the soundtrack "The Road To El Dorado"
Hey armadillo what you doing in the garden
Slumbering and spherical, you're always hanging around
Leather on the outside but a delicate interior
Very like a lot of human beings I have found
Hey armadillo I can't tell which way you're facing
Maybe that's a good thing, maybe you don't even know
No one's gonna bother you if they can't find your front end
There again I guess you find your love life rather slow
In the armadillo circle
In that armour-plated set