Wilco — Woodgrain lyrics

Lyrics

I’m not a poet
And I know it There is no deep secret
Tossing inside me I have no timing
I can’t form my feelings
Sometimes I rhyme
Sometimes I don’t
So go ahead, take a look at my kitchen
Take a look at the woodgrain there
What’s it for? That hardwood floor
Is where I’m walkin’and thinkin'
Walkin’and thinkin'
About you