Man, I know it has to be good Moving apart to the woods Dance words endangered design Hands moving hit the world twice Hands, out in this majesty light Plans, Over then into the light
His whole world she does intoxicate His own hands lie farther in decays We're meant to be unplayed (x3)
Bands, down the hall Don't know they're small I'm picking out the day When I will be upstaged I'm picking out the day Picking out the day
Friends, large and small Short and tall Fall out to their final day (x4)
Fights, too hard to recall Sing into the wall Together complain (x3)
When, I get the room I will play When, they laugh like it is the shame Friends don't tend to use (x4)
Plans, which have already been made Advance, towards the day after their day They're making plans for you (x4)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.