Looking For Watts ft. Sam Goodwill Lyrics
- Genre:Pop
- Year of Release:2017
Lyrics
On top of a roof, gazing at the sea, philosophical light shining onto me, packing our bags and hitting the road, searching for dreams inside a houseboat
Alan Watts' face is so close to home. Alan Watts' face is so close to home. Alan Watts' face is so close to home. Alan Watts' face is so close to home
Full of confetti and hopes, wanting somebody to tell him how to live, Dad was still just a young man, but truth is a difficult, difficult, difficult word
I'm on the beach with salt in my pores. White light is beating onto the shores, seagulls above and waves coming in. Cancer is beating under my skin
Thousands of light bulbs in the garage, maybe this Watts is just a mirage. Alan Watts' face is so close to home. Alan Watts' face is so close to home
Full of confetti and hopes, wanting somebody to tell him how to live, Dad was still just a young man, but truth is a difficult, difficult, difficult word (difficult, difficult word). Alan Watts' face is so close to home
Alan Watts' face is so close to home. Alan Watts' face is so close to home. Alan Watts' face is so close to home.