The Strokes Follow

Well who'd of thought and who could know?

that time was ever gonna go this darn slow

And she's late and you just don't know

if you're ever gonna get on through this year alone

It was the way she put her hand on her hip

the sparkle in her eye

but you wonder if its gonna be there all the time

Leaves they fall

you know you're never gonna sweep em all

And weeds they grow

and peeking out all through the grass and snow

And he's a fake yeah

from his smile to the tatts right there on his toes

But you're just not sure if you're ever

gonna get through this year alone

he don't hold your hand just when you need

and you're sure that twinkle in his eye

aint just there for you

but you can't ignore that

he sure looks like your dad

When can still look straight at night

When he tucks you in and kisses your belly

and strokes your hair so you just don't cry

Leaves they fall

you know you're never gonna sweep em all

And weeds they grow

and peeking out all through the grass and snow

You sure wish you knew who was on the halfback flank

about twenty years

when you took those flags onback to back

Would sure make the stand offs and make more sense

If you could stand toe to toe

and who took the bench

But not this silent treatment

that leaves you wondering if this baby's heaven sent

It was the way she put her hand on her hip

the sparkle in her eye

but you wonder if it's gonna be there all the time

Leaves they fall

you know that you can never sweep em all

And weeds they grow

and peeking out all through the grass and snow