The Church - My Little Problem lyrics

You must have heard about my little problem Ah come on, you must have heard about it It's no ordinary problem Look in my eyes, there can be no doubt about it And of course it gets worse at night It gets late, things start to change Clock is stopped, thermometer is bulging Hot late night bound to make us estranged Soft dead moon all over your shoulders Cold shadow in the glare of the glow Factory billboards on outskirts of city Shine down new attractions to the traffic below Remember this day Remember this room Remember this singer singing I remember you A sudden flash A sudden light Abandoning the afternoon as it sinks into the night Fluorescent bedroom flicker starts to teach me to wonder I hear a mandolin in the springs Out the wardrobe floats the hint of a rumor Dressed in your beloved's finest things Can you hear the voices that are constantly talking Am i the only one to succumb to their roar Well i know the form it is taking It's not making sense anymore The way you say you just wanna help me The way your clinging is slinging me under The strength i need already denied me Your big ideas and your little wonder Some people don't come over because of the problem I heard the top guy won't answer his phone I wonder if he has the same kind of problem A little difficulty of his own So take this plastic and rent me some wheels Or maybe i'll try to fly No reservations, i'll see how it feels When i'm over your house up in the sky And when the sun is squeezing through the blinds You will be far away Deep afternoons seeing the moon would have shined Deep in your dream i hear you say Have you heard about my little problem I just know it isn't a secret It's just a very ordinary problem The secret doesn't matter if you keep it or leak it