Wake up in the morning Get into bed closing my eyes I rest my head
There is no arrangement No time no place It's gone in the wind and left no trace
Who can say, maybe or whatever. It's up to you You know you can trust me I'll make it up to you
You move with the action You loosen my strings Your fingers can smooth out my jangles and all those things
Grease on the handle and the tangles in my hair They always seem to go together I don't careTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
