Foggy

(альбом: Mr - 2019)

Foggy, sun peeking through the gray
It's foggy, smoke rising on the day
And baby, I can't pry myself out of your arms

Maybe I'll call in sick today
'Cause feeling this way's too good to waste on coffee
The morning, angel girl, is foggy

We're living in a shit show
Modern day Romeo
But I forget, my Juliet, ain't no time for you
People calling me, list of things to do

"Sorry," may sound so trite to say
My darling, let's not get up today
And maybe I'll find a way to right this wrong

You said you wanted to disappear
Miss Capulet, your hair's all done and your cheek's all wet, yeah
Forgive me, memories fade, and I forget, I'm foggy

'Cause every day's a shit show
Modern day Romeo
But I forget you're Juliet, ain't no time for you
People calling me, people calling you

Oh, running in the rat race
I forgot to make the time and space
For us to be just you and me
Something in my heart says
That we need to find a way to break away
Today could be the perfect day to breathe

Foggy
My darling, yeah-eh-eh
Baby, look out your window
Girl, it's foggy