The only boy I'd ever loved was mighty Gilbert Blythe When doctor said I'm glad you're alright He couldn't be more wrong Not even once, not even twice Not even close to Gilbert Blythe Lately this year my heart has stopped It couldn't stand good news It's so great that you are fine and all that nasty words How could you stay? How could you go? How dare the Sun still shine? We've all got lies in our bloodstream And a history of petty crimes It's just an escape from “it's all my fault” Or how's it go? Every broken heart there's a story About wanting a little too much My whole life I've been waiting for love It's not enough I hate to bring it up that way So calmly and so cruel On Friday night when no one's listening to prophet and the fool My spirit aches, my body shouts: “no one's gonna boss me around” Gilbert Blythe you're just my type Like coffee and cigarettes Like all the things that make me weary enough to forget Naivety stay the hell away from me Just another prayer without faith We've all got lies in our bloodstream And a history of petty crimes It's just an escape from “it's all my fault” Or how's it go? Every broken heart there's a story About wanting a little too much My whole life I've been waiting for love It's not enoughTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
