Simple Thing - Gigolo Aunts

Count my blessings on my thumbs

This may sound stupid, but I was never young

Now my conscience weighs a ton

Cracks my back with the weight

Of all I could have done

It’s a simple thing, it’s a simple thing to do

Close my eyes and hold my breath

Clutch your letters to my sinking chest

The early mornings still our best

I know I’d stay okay

If I can get some rest

It’s a simple thing, it’s a simple thing to do

It’s a simple thing, it’s a simple thing to do

It’s a simple thing, it’s a simple thing to do