Do you ever feel like Jesus Christ? 'Cause you're holding yourself like you're bound to leave this life I feel like a motor car with nowhere to go Time is just a cigarette and my life is smoke
Yesterday has come and gone Yet it clings to my skin like a memory or song I was just a-passing through now I'm here to stay Lead me down the garden path, I am destined to stray
And my heart is a hurricane And my hands don't feel the same way And time moves slow today And my love and I can wait
I've been all over your town And I've been through your gate, I have heard almighty sounds Careful goes a dreamer dead in the sky Busy little fever right between your eyes
And my heart is a hurricane And my hands don't feel the same way And time moves slow today And my love and I can wait
From the lights of the evening To the books on your shelf I've wanted you for so long And I cried in every doorway and empty hall Waiting for the morning bell just to raise my eyes Come to me easy now, I'm a broken prize
And my heart is a hurricane And my hands don't feel the same way And time moves slow today And my love and I can waitTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
