Talk to her That’s right It could mean more than you think
Talk to her That’s right You don’t have to lose a thing
Take a satellite You could make her happy again
Dream about The time She threw the dinner at you
And in the coconut grove You can’t imagine the scene Another We’re still waiting to leave
Talk to her That’s nice Or you could make a murder begin
Dream on her That’s right Once more, you could be her friend
Well, she’s the only one you know Where you from and where you been
Think about The time She wants to make it in your head
I spent a lot of time In the transit lounge And I wasn’t sure Where I was going now
Plenty hours spent Was yesterday’s news Not 100% sure What I did with my shoes
Lying on the floor Of the transit lounge There’ll be no announcements made
You better make sure You don’t sleep too sound There’ll be no announcements made There’ll be no announcements made
Dream about The things You’d like to do before you die
Wonder all The one Still waiting for his moment to shine
And all the stupid things I said Still haunt you, still linger I guess
And in the coconut grove You can’t imagine the scene And now the truck unloads We’re still waiting to leave
The camera flash goes off See the tallest man alive In time, I fall at his feet Before this long plane rideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
