Lotte Kestner - Invention lyrics

Your face it leaps to the top again At least I'm starting to write again Missing, too familiar a feeling Now, my lips are chapped from thinking of your mouth I think I'll wear the good dreaming right out You are my favorite shoes I'm always on the run and I hate copy past for god's sake You know when you have such a feeling You feel like you invented the whole thing Love I, I invented love I think Now, my lips are chapped from thinking of your mouth I think I'll wear the good dreaming right out You are my favorite shoes Now, thinking of your Now, thinking of your Now, thinking of your Now, thinking of your