The Underwood Typewriter Lyrics

The Underwood Typewriter lyrics

The roots are deep below ground

I like to walk with you in the evening

Up the hill and back down

I watch the mail boat from the clearing



My mind is so confused, I climb back on top of you

And I'm changing the ribbons in this old Underwood

Well, step put of your dress and I'll wear you like a hood

For a hood is a home for someone who lives alone



I draw a line from A to B

And what happens in between

It is an open mystery

As far as I can see



My mind is so confused, I climb back on top of you

And I'm changing the ribbons in this old Underwood

Well, step put of your dress and I'll wear you like a hood

For a hood is a home for someone who lives alone