Spencer Radcliffe - Folded lyrics

You cannot expect the world to unfold Right in front of you Certain things were made for a later time And a better point of view It's true Pa** me by Ask me why I can not Tell a lie Call me when you're less upset I'll win the lottery one of these days I bet Call me when you're not so upset I'll win the lottery one of these days I bet: I'll be in the sun-beam dew-drop early-morning mixture Pleading with the spots on your skin "stay a permanent fixture." Imagine me with a fully flaming face (fire still breathes oxygen) A perfect sun: warming gone cold mid-morning coffee talks at 10