Saw the washing on the line

As I lay on the floor

With a heart full of wine

With nothing left to pour

To pour

Silver moon feeling high

Through the window beneath the door

Her eyes are so kind

With nothing left to pour

To pour

You stepped into these days

You stepped into these days

You stepped into these days

You stepped into these days

And you went your way

We're sitting out on the couch

A movie plays without the sound

Words to say left in my mouth

With nothing left to pour

To pour

Silver moon feeling high

Through the window beneath the door

Her eyes are so kind

With nothing left to pour

To pour

You stepped into these days

You stepped into these days

You stepped into these days

You stepped into these days

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Oh you stepped intoÂ…

One of these days