Lyrics Maria McKee

Maria McKee

Something Similar

There's a pub on the corner

Something to eat

A table by the door

To watch the people leaving work

There's a street to cross

Buses in the rain

Glistening like diamonds

Wet people waiting to get on them

There's a flight of stairs

It takes my breath away

There's a pair of shoes

I bought on sale a size too small

It's a simple thing

Nothing you'd remember

At this very minute

Someone, somewhere

Does something similar

There's a shop on the strip

Where I buy my stamps

My envelopes and paper clips

Notebooks and pens

I try to do my job

Get frustrated and stare out of the window

I watch the clock

Daydream and chew on my pencil

Everyday, everyday

It's a simple thing

Nothing you'd remember

At this very minute

Someone, somewhere

Does something similar

We're collecting dust

Wearing out our socks

With our heads down the toilet

Stations of the cross

It's a simple thing

Nothing you'd remember

At this very minute

Someone, somewhere

Does something similar

We all are collecting dust

We all are collecting dust

It's a simple thing ahhh oooh

It's a simple thing ahhh oooh

We all are collecting dust