My Place from Trip by Natascha Bell

I don't sleep in my own bed
I don't set foot into my tiny flat
'Cause I never tidy up or feed my cat
My Place is dark and in a mess

Your place is my home now
I answer your smartphone now
I invite your Dad and your Mum over
I just hate being all alone

You open the world to me you're my regular base
Let Mr. Wind spend some time in our place
Let Mrs. Sun shine on my pale face
When you come home give me some warm embrace

Your place is my safe panic room
Here I got piles of movies and mountains of food
I fry popcorn too long and it just goes BOOM
I'll clean up later I promise if you remind me to

You open the world to me you're my regular base
Let Mr. Wind spend some time in our place – my place
Let Mrs. Sun shine on my pale face
When you come home give me some warm embrace

I know you need your free space
I know I'm like a limpet disgrace
But I love to hug you and kiss your face
My place is a dust ball and my life is a maze

My Place is not your place
Leave without a trace
You are a disgrace
My place is my place

You open the world to me you're my regular base
Let Mr. Wind spend some time in our place – my place
Let Mrs. Sun shine on my pale face
When you come home give me some warm embrace
When you come home give me some warm embrace
When you come home give me some warm embrace
When you come home give me some warm embrace

• Acoustic
• Pop
• jazz
• natascha bell
• singer-songwriter
• Hanover