"The Dotted Line" lyrics - DAVID GRAY

DAVID GRAY
"The Dotted Line"

Trying to square the circle of my creed
Spread a little around for chicken feed
And every (any) little thing I need baby, oh
Everything that rises, all that flows
And every which way that it goes

It's tick, tock, the raindrop, and I wait for you
Like green eyes or cream pies. I won't yield
I'm tick, tock, those green locks
I can't go through

Like green eyes or cream pies
I won't yield
I won't yield

Oh, the dotted line
Oh, the dotted line
Oh, the dotted line
I won't yield