Oh for them New York City summer streets All of the hours lost between There was always a beautiful sky And you on your contact high And me with my broken bottle smile
I put my arms around a memory Though you'd always told me not to try Didn't we make a beautiful life In your 8th floor walk-up that night The way two words they make a rhyme
And I got to questioning my credibility Like you're the reliable witness to what I feel Tho I can still taste all the sweetness of what we had And there's no one will kiss me as deep as you know you have
Once that I saw how to see All if that love was looking back at me It was hard not to full fill the prophecy we'd always been
Oh but bow California's out of reach All of those colours bleed between There's always a beautiful sky Me on my contact high And you, with your broken bottle dreams
And if you get to questioning my credibility Like you're the reliable witness to what I feel Tho I can still taste all the sweetness of what we had And there's no one will touch me as deep as you know you have Once that I saw how to see All of your love was looking back at me It was hard not to full fill the prophecy we'd always beenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
