Right Time
Album: 2013
By: Naked Woods
By: Naked Woods
Duration
3:47
Genres
Description
Written and recorded by Eszter Polyák. Piano: András Vízvárdi
Lyrics
grey, grey morning the rain woke me up white van's hurrying from bakery to the shop yellow tram's crossing above the olive green river so long, so long we've not been together blue day's passing while sitting in my chair I give way taking turns to hope and to despaire at the end I'm set free to the street living aloud black coats come and go I'm getting through the crowd I'm getting through the crowd I feel I'm at the right place at the right time I feel I'm at the right place at the right time pink bellied clouds peep down from the orange sky light wind bumps against me with a gauzy sigh I go upstairs beside the rusty rail my snug little home waits for me at the end of the day at the end of the day I feel I'm at the right place at the right time I feel I'm at the right place at the right time I feel I'm at the right place at the right time I feel I'm at the right place at the right time