In the drawer, in the drawer
Sang at resort hotels for six summers and learned exactly what makes a crowd move
the numbers
- bpm
- 144
- key
- G# major
- energy
- 0.71
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.65
- vocal at
- 4.6s
- length
- 3:44
- language
- Ro
lyrics
I wrote your name on the train at eight By Gara de Nord, in my blue notebook Folded it small, then I missed my gate Now it sleeps in a drawer by the broken lock At the red light on Calea Victoriei I hear your words in the paper fold One more step, then I let it be But my hand finds the corner cold In the drawer, in the drawer In the drawer, in the drawer Send it? no more, no more In the drawer, in the drawer The ink ran thin on a rainy June By the kitchen sink, with the radio low I kissed the flap with a silver spoon Then I shut that box and let it go At the red light on Calea Victoriei I hear your words in the paper fold One more step, then I let it be But my hand finds the corner cold In the drawer, in the drawer In the drawer, in the drawer Send it? no more, no more In the drawer, in the drawer At midnight, my room is a clean white room The drawer sticks hard when I pull it right I read your name by the desk lamp's bloom Then I close that door to the night In the drawer, in the drawer In the drawer, in the drawer Send it? no more, no more In the drawer, in the drawer