Ермакова - Leftover Love

Find you in the laundry basket, single, tangled, looking lost
You were once a perfect duo, now you're just a wanderer
Dining on so busy mornings, hiding in the cotton fold
All the friends that come together, all the hands that never show
Leftover love, and the drive of almost
Stripes and darts, every color solo
Everything I've had, I'm lost, still dirty on the quiet spots