I sent the message when i left yesterday From the station back in santa fe That when the 619 comes around I'll be found
Hey hey hey
I know that leaving seemed right But on lonesome new mexican nights I've been lost on familiar streets And counting the weeks
I never put a quarter into a phone It would just give him a chance to say no But when the 619 comes around I'll be foundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.