Sweet Disarray – Dan Croll – letras

Sweet disarraythe street I’d call home is the street I walk aloneSame every dayI never recall getting lost and getting oldSweet disarraySame every daySweet disarrayI never found home again that dayStayed in the rainI never found home again that daySweet disarraymy mind has given way to an age that’s color grayAnd long do I cravea day that doesn’t stall than a day that I recallSweet disarraySame every daySweet disarrayI never found home again that dayStayed in the rainI never found home again that dayWon’t you buy my sweet disarray?I never found home again that daySweet disarrayI never found home again that daySweet disarraySame everydaySweet disarraySame everyday