Watching you watching Youtube in the dark
The pasta is done. The spirits are little low
Sometimes nothing really happens in a day.
Sometimes it grows, sometimes it wilts away.
So i lie upon the bed look at the stars.
So many lives and movements of the souls.
Turn off the light say goodnight say goodnight.
Writer(s): Thomas Paul Pym Rosenthal
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