Never Done

The voice that whispers in our head
Suggesting we just stay in bed
Does it seems sweeter sounding lately
To you as well?
It sounds a bit like Nat King Cole
Scrambling for change to pay the toll
This love has lasted longer than
We did expect.
We never would have guessed,
We never could have guessed,
Becoming somehow turns into become.
While the work that we must do is
The work that we must do is
It’s never done.
May I audition for the part
Of sweeping up your dusty heart?
I think I know its darkest corners
Fairly well.
May this melody play sweet
Upon the dark, deserted streets
Where we forever wait to meet our mother’s car.
We never would have guessed,
We never could have guessed,
Becoming somehow turns into become
While the work that we must do is
The work that we must do is
It’s never done.
We never would have guessed,
We never could have guessed,
Becoming somehow turns into become
While the work that we must do is,
The work that we must do is,
It’s never done.
Aw, it’s never done.
Oh, it’s never done.
It’s never done.