I was listening to this conversation
Noticing my daydream stimulated me more
I was crumbling with anticipation
You better send me home before I tumble down to the floor
You′re so beautiful but oh so boring
I'm wondering what am I doing here
So beautiful but oh so boring
I′m wondering if anyone out there really cares
About the color of your hair
My little golden baby
Where have all your birds flown now
Something's glistening in my imagination
Motivating something close to breaking the law
Wait a moment before you take me down to the station
I've never known a one who′d make me suicidal before
She was so beautiful but oh so boring
I′m wondering just what was I doing there
So beautiful but oh so boring
I'm wondering if anyone out there really cares
About the curlers in your hair
My little golden baby
Where have all your birds flown now
Does anyone out there really care
Does anyone out there really care
So beautiful
About the color of your hair
She was so beautiful
Yeah
She was so
Writer(s): Michael James Hucknall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
