Good - Moaning Lisa

Morning call

I’m at your door

And the birds, they sing your name

A la-la thing

They say it’s good

This is good

This is good

This is good

Say the word when your heart starts to hurt

You drew a face on my wrist

In permanent ink

And it is smiling for us

I think that this could be…

This could be good

Say the word when your heart starts to hurt

From the weight of my head

Say the word when your heart starts to hurt

Say the word when your heart starts to hurt

From the weight of my head