Текст Norah Jones – Stuck

You shove your way
Through the room from the street
And finally to me
You ask me what I’m drinking

My friend Johnny
Tugging on my sleeve
Asks if I wanna leave
But what I’m really thinking is

Why can’t it be easy, easy?
Why don’t you leave
Leave me, leave me be?

I can see you swaying
I can’t hear what you’re saying

I’m sitting here stuck
And plastered to my seat
I think up a reason to leave
When you finally stop speaking

I’ll take a long slow
Walk down Washington Street
Half asleep on my feet
Half aware if I’m dreaming

I’ll go home alone, a sinking stone
A switched off telephone
I’ll go on, be free, a frozen breeze
A fallen down factory

But I still see you swaying
And I can’t hear what you’re saying

I just lost the plot, got a little caught
In a little knot
I just hit a wall had a little fall

And why should that be?
Why don’t you tell me?
Why don’t you tell me?
I’m sure you’ll tell me
Why don’t you tell me?
I guess you’ll tell me, tell me