And little bird, stand in the cover of my eyes It would seem not so natal Some sacred word, some stupid kick So you've got me where you want Into the breed Into the spending of my mind You've warned me instead
Now you got away You got away Time
Come and live through generalic ordinary things No god would live in a home Don't follow me Just end the presumption and we are gone Can he be leaning away Just to give me a sense? Of what I'd be missing from you
You got a way You got a way Time You got a way Time How could I guess?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
