[Verse 1]
Ochre throne, khaki tan curtains are closed
And the flower, she grows
Overgrown, by feather Orwellian
Like there she goes
[PreChorus]
Maybe I should call her up
Are we enough to hold this love
[Chorus]
Lover why, lover why
Would I ever say goodbye
When it's better inside
When it's better inside
[Verse 2]
Forest green, perennial old any color
To get far with my lover dear
Ear to ear, slipping to hеar
With windows and beer
[PreChorus]
Maybe I should call her up
Are wе enough to hold this love
[Chorus]
Lover why, lover why
Would I ever say goodbye
When it's better inside
When it's better inside
[Outro]
Ochre throne, khaki tan curtains are closed