Three little words that fill me with pain They fall from your mouth and land, "Are you okay?" And there's strain in your voice, and there's fear walking with you And you're hoping to hell that I'll drag you down with me 'Cause I don't feel like talking, no, I don't feel like eating Said I'd love you to death, is that what I'm feeling? When I'm right here beside you, but I'm so far away And I don't recognise these wide open plains
These plains, wide open plains These plains, for days and days and days
Three little words that fill me with pain They fall from your mouth and land, "Are you okay?" Land in denial, ho-ho-ho-homicidal Glossing over what made us entitled Rest in peace, Natalina, no, you're not just a number Too few flowers and too little comfort When I'm right here beside you, but I'm so far away And I don't recognise these wide open plains
These plains, wide open plains These plains, for days and days and days These plains, wide open plains These plains, for days and days and days
Disconnected, falling backwards Down the hallway of your parents' House by the beach, just out of reach House in the sand, nowhere to stay House in the hills, can't pay the bills House in the plains, no rent for days
In these plains, wide open plains In these plains, for days and days and days In these plains, wide open plains In these plains, for days and days and daysTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
