Peculiarly You

Cousteau · Other Songs - Cousteau

The way you arch your back and comb your hair



The way you only come when no-one else is there



The way you look like you might know a secret



There's not a lot I can do, it's peculiarly you



Like the patron saint of some great cause



Clothes heaped in battles around the bedroom floor



And I ain't come to find and I ain't tryin' to save you



There's not a lot I can do, it's peculiarly you



How well I know



How well I know



Oh, leaving well enough alone



Leaving well enough alone



The way you're sacrificing, light for heat



Worlds collide when others rarely meet



The way you look like you might tell a secret



There's not a lot I can do, it's peculiarly you