Time of day I can't recall, the kind of thing that takes a toll. Over years of over time, over smiles and over wine, all in all it wasn't bad, all in all it wasn't good. But I still care. That's the problem with the days, they're never long enough to say what it is you never said, all the books you never read. Throw myself into the wind hoping somebody might pick me up and carry me again.
Where are you now? Do you let me down? Do you make me grieve for you? Do I make you proud? Do you get me now? Am I your pride and joy?
I believe this to be true, It’s nothing sacred, nothing new. No one tells you when it’s time, there are no warnings, only signs. And you know that you're alone, not a child anymore, but you're still scared. All your mountains turn to rocks, all your oceans turn to drops, they are nothing like you thought, You can't be something you are not. Life is not a looking glass, don't get tangled in your past like I am learning not to.
Where are you now? Do you let me down? Do you make me grieve for you? Do I make you proud? Do you get me now? Am I your pride and joy?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.