Oren Lavie

Locked in a room with a sink and a broom And the walls are all white But you think it's alright 'Cause a wonderful picture of a bridge Which is covered with frost And a man comes across Locked in a room that is nothing but walls And you search for a

Sun been down for days A pretty flower in a vase A slipper by the fireplace A cello lying in its case Soon she's down the stairs Her morning elegance she wears The sound of water makes her dream Awoken by a cloud of steam She pours a daydream in a cu