Somebody Else's Home

I wanted more of something else

The radio's on like all of the others

How would it feel to be a resident in somebody else's home

And how would it be to be a resident in somebodies home alone

Shadow of red say something to me

If that isn't love then what would I be

And how does it feel to be so imminent for somebody on their own

And how does it feel to feel unstoppable in somebody else's home

And it's so unlike me to get carried away

And it's so unlike me to say what I have to say, oh

Here in the afternoon nobodies watching

I'll move through another room still looking for nothing

But I need more of everything else

The radio's on in somebody else's home