Hey You never talk to me You know I'd listen To what you have to say
And hey You never look at me You know I miss it The way you used to stare
Do you see the light of the setting sun Do you feel the breeze through the open window Do you see the end of the winding road And will you talk to me
Hey You never write to me You know I'd read it And reply right away
And hey You never call for me You know I'd answer Hear what you'd have to say
Do you see the light of the setting sun Do you feel the breeze through the open window Do you see the end of the winding road And will you talk to me
Do you see the light of the setting sun Do you feel the breeze through the open window Do you see the end of the winding road And will you talk to me
(Simon Curtis) What would I say This can't be said We can talk and talk for hours What would it change You know I can feel There's nothing left here to hold onto There's nothing left to salvage Cause it's over
Do you see the light of the setting sun Do you feel the breeze through the open window Do you see the end of the winding road And will you talk to me
Do you see the light of the setting sun Do you feel the breeze through the open window Do you see the end of the winding road And will you talk to me
Hey You never cry for me You know I'd be there To wipe up every tearTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
