Line your tragedy with a Twinkle in your eye Spilled by every drop of wine Your invitation is a contradiction To our position As I drain myself to hold Together dedication You involve assumption lacking Common sense Stop and think before you make a dent Silent broken glass lines your footsteps
What if I knew that my mistakes Could be tossed, and I could change Every little thing to you is just a waste Every night I contemplate And wishing to erase All the tribulations That never seem to go away
Aside from what you've lost, Justify the cause By another glass amarillo box The tears are plain to see Think of what you need Instead of catastrophe I'm drowning in a sea Torn between my home, And the desire to leave The sentence fits the crime Turning grey I hate to say it's you that Makes me afraid Filter no madness Sleeping through the sadness
What if I knew that my mistakes Could be tossed, and I could change Every little thing to you is just a wasteTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
