Poets Of The Fall - Miss Impossible Lyrics






She can see about four satellites every minute of the hour
And find a four leaf clover where you never saw a flower
She's habitually paradoxical, a parallel perpendicular

Barefoot in nightgowns, that's how she dances in the rain
Sundown to sundown, like she was washing 'way her pain

As she is beautiful, she's unpredictable
Damned irresistible, is it plausible to hate her
She is my common sense, revels on decadence
But what's the difference, it's impossible to bait her

She can really be a handful like the brownies that she bakes you
It can be a tad hysterical, but never quite the breakthrough
She's some kind of an epitome, the sea of intranquility

In flimsy nightgowns, barefoot she dances in the rain
Sundown to sundown, like she was washing 'way her pain

As she is beautiful, she's unpredictable
Damned irresistible, is it plausible to hate her
She is my common sense, revels on decadence
But what's the difference, it's an impossible debate





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  1. c.... ....

    I think this is about the Animus?

  2. G.... ....

    Listening to this song when I "dance" with my daughter every day i get Home from work. Best 4 minutes of the day.

    G.... ....

    That's quite nice actually

    G.... ....

    @Dante Worcester it is, she is 8 months old and she gets a huge smile Everytime this song starts to play. Everytime the chorus plays I swing her around as much as it is safe and she starts laughing.

    G.... ....

    @Dante Worcester and incidentally I sing sleep for her when I tug her in. When she is crying I sing disturbed's sound of silence cover. She looks at me and smiles.

    G.... ....

    This is the most precious thing I've read, thank you for sharing! <3

    G.... ....

    @Draki I thank you for your kind words

  3. E.... S....

    She can see about four satellites every minute of the hour
    And find a four leaf clover where you never saw a flower
    She's habitually paradoxical, a parallel perpendicular

    Barefoot in nightgowns, that's how she dances in the rain
    Sundown to sundown, like she was washing 'way her pain

    As she is beautiful, she's unpredictable
    Damned irresistible, is it plausible to hate her
    She is my common sense, revels on decadence
    But what's the difference, it's impossible to bait her

    She can really be a handful like the brownies that she bakes you
    It can be a tad hysterical, but never quite the breakthrough
    She's some kind of an epitome, the sea of intranquility

    In flimsy nightgowns, barefoot she dances in the rain
    Sundown to sundown, like she was washing 'way her pain

    As she is beautiful, she's unpredictable
    Damned irresistible, is it plausible to hate her
    She is my common sense, revels on decadence
    But what's the difference, it's an impossible debate

  4. V.... S....

    Implausible to hate poets

  5. l.... z....

    Finalmente achei minha musica favorita , Obg !!

    l.... z....

    U-uma BR?! case comigo <3