Keep your hands on the wheel And your mind in the game The order of time Switched up on you again It's too late to turn around You're too nerves to sleep You sit by the road and weep We were never lovers Lost souls with plans The shape of your face is burned it's burned in my hands When the day steals the light You fall into the night Not helpless or cruel just like home You're closer every day To finding your star Grown weary of the road Traveled too far We were never lovers Lost souls with plans The shape of your face is burned it's burned in my hands No we'll never be lovers And we'll never have plans But tonight we'll pretend Hold me Hold me dear Hold me Hold me dear We were never lovers Lost souls with plans The shape of your face is burned it's burned in my hands No we'll never be lovers And we'll never have plans But tonight we'll pretendTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
