Waiting til they call your station Romanticise the small decisions I'd be there in two minutes walking
Cracks let in a light two seconds A stranger wears your walk and fragrance But I overheard a southern accent
Damien calls me with their whereabouts A park somewhere far out of town I doubt that I will come around
This cold heart wouldn't open twice I have sealed it shut and I've forced it to close
I wonder how your day turned out More so than I wandered my own
Everything I see is clouded With your views and prejudice about it I guess we covered all that there is
Damien calls me with their whereabouts He's been on to me for hours now Doubt that I will come around
This cold heart wouldn't open twice I have sealed it shut and I've forced it to close
I wonder how your day turned out More so than I wandered my own
You know how I could go about Every place and every fucker I loathe
I wonder how your day turned out Mine just turned one hundred years oldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
