Songtext von Ticker Tape Parade

Clean my clock, put my hands to bed Wipe the numbers from my head If I can leave this house today Throw me a ticker-tape parade Nothing ever seems to change When we only rearrange So meet me at that new café In the window light where can Find our way Window we can find our way We'll find our way Nothing's yours until you get it Nothing's yours until you get this wrong And I wanna go home to a ship I know Write this down: The streets are not The only medicine we've got If we make it through this mountain pass Let's find a wave and maybe watch it crash Maybe we can watch it crash We'll watch it crash Nothing's yours until you get it Nothing's yours until you get this wrong And I wanna go home to a ship I know Nothing's yours until you get it They're closing every door while we get this wrong And I wanna go home to the only ship I know