They say it takes work to keep a love strong But my love and I are listless and weary We're laid-back and languid, it's gone on so long That our languor of love's just a limitless theory
The cost of a passion is a passionate price Some well-paid words from the therapist She didn't know when she gave her advice The size of the hole in my bucket list The size of the hole in my bucket list
What can I say when I can't find the words? What should I do when I don't have the strength? I know I should know all the things I should learn But time is too short to go to great lengths
Do I have what it takes to fly out of the fog? And find a good reason to get my heart pounding Get a new hobby, job, a mistress, a dog Or keep eating and drinking and binging and lounging
The cost of a passion is a passionate price Some well-paid words from the therapist She didn't know when she gave her advice The size of the hole in my bucket list The size of the hole in my bucket list
What can I say when I can't find the words? What should I do when I don't have the strength? I know I should know all things I should learn But time is too short to go to great lengths
Time was slow, the future long When we were young we didn't know Most of our song would not get sung Would not get sungTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
