I'm going on a date tonight To try to fall out of love with you I know, I know, this is a crime But I don't know what else to do
My love, you're in a magazine My love, you're doing fine, you're on tv You work hard and then you run away From chicago to cleveland you made me pay You made me pay
When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing I would trade my mother to hear you sing When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing I would trade my mother
On the bus radio 50 ways to leave your lover, oh no I laughed at the irony But like the stupid, the irony got lost on me It got lost on me
When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing I would trade my mother to hear you sing When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing I would trade my mother
You challenged me to write a love song Here it is I think I got it wrong I focused on the negative The pain was too much of an incentive Always my incentive
When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing I would trade my mother to hear you sing When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing I would trade my mother to hear you song When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing I would trade my mother to hear you sing When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing I would trade my mother But she don't know just how far i'd go Would I walk for a hundred miles for a glimpse of your northern smile?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
