Cousteau - Peculiarly You lyrics

The way you arch your back And comb your hair The way you only come When no-one else is there The way you look like you might know a secret There's not a lot I can do It's peculiarly you Like the patron saint Of some great cause Clothes heaped in battles Around the bedroom floor And I ain't come to find and I ain't tryin' to save you There's not a lot I can do It's peculiarly you How well I know How well I know Oh, leaving well enough alone... Leaving well enough alone... The way you're sacrificing Light for heat Worlds collide When others rarely meet The way you look like you might tell a secret There's not a lot I can do It's peculiarly you