4 AM blank TV screen Inside voice, the need to scream The boards they creek The wood it moans If these walls could share the things they know Oh, I had to let you go Leave you alone, this broken home
You gave us so much You believed in us And we broke your trust We made for the coast And in the wrong hands You were bruised, disposed... Oh, please try and understand It was Young Love Learning its place, running away
Goodnight moon, goodnight Earth This picture screams a thousand words This portrait shows an unhappy man Who did all he could, all he can
You gave us so much You believed in us And we broke your trust We made for the coast And in the wrong hands You were bruised, disposed Oh, please try and understand It was Young Love Learning its place, running away
Away Running away Away Running away Away Running awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
