Let Me In

R.E.M.

    Continues after the ad

    Yeah all those stars drip down like butter
    And promises are sweet
    We hold out our pans with our hands to catch them
    We eat them up, drink them up, up, up, up
    Hey, let me in
    Hey, let me in

    I only wish that I could hear you whisper down
    Mister Fisher moved to a less perculiar ground
    He gathered up his loved ones and he brought them all around
    To say goodbye
    Nice try
    Hey, let me in
    Yeah, yeah, yeah
    Hey, let me in, let me in

    Continues after the ad

    Had a mind to try to stop you
    Let me in
    Let me in
    Well, I got tar on my feet and I can't see all the birds look down and laugh at me
    Clumsy, crawling out of my skin

    Hey, let me in
    Yeah, yeah, yeah
    Hey, let me in
    Hey, let me in
    Yeah, yeah, yeah
    Hey, let me in

    Song details

    Composition: Bill Berry, Peter Buck, Michael Mills, and Michael Stipe

    Did you see an error?

    Enviar revisão