Lyrics

You write your letters well You sign your name tomorrow Take a drag on yesterday It pleasures like tobacco Pile back on sticky fruit Heat it from the middle as you take the back seat A cushion full of cutlery Given to the postman if he'll leave you alone I'm in love with impossible people The wild dogs on a rolling roam Daylight breaks without a shadow to meet you A house of glass is a hollow home Is a hollow home For roses held in jails For flower beds forgotten The weather breaks in vain No need for light or shadow Oh the last flight of the honey bee Carried by the referee of our funeral Roman ruins, cross your palms Might reach for the handle to the cupboard that keeps Leave me alone I'm in love with impossible people The wild dogs on a rolling roam Daylight breaks without a shadow to meet you A house of glass is a hollow home Is a hollow home I'm in love with impossible people The wild dogs on a rolling roam Daylight breaks without a shadow to meet you A house of glass is a hollow home Is a hollow home Is a hollow home Is a hollow home Is a hollow home I'm in love with impossible people The wild dogs on a rolling roam Daylight breaks without a shadow to meet you A house of glass is a hollow home Is a hollow home