First the party was in moonlight Then it bled into the day Then the party went and swallowed each 24 hours of the day
When it gets hard to breathe don't breathe to hard when those ghosts line up in your own backyard each one an old regret you can't disregard It gets hard to breathe so don't breathe too hard
Then there is the matter of the telephone I just let it ring and ring I guess somewhere along the line in fantasy and fancy wine I forgot the simplest thing
When it gets hard to breathe don't breathe to hard when those ghosts line up in your own backyard each one an old regret you can't disregard It gets hard to breathe so don't breathe too hard
First the party was in moonlight Then it bled into the day I guess if I'm going to find something close to peace of mind I better be changing my ways
When it gets hard to breathe don't breathe to hard when those ghosts line up in your own backyard each one an old regret you can't disregard It gets hard to breathe so don't breathe too hardTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
