Can you tell the time of day by the light and the birdsong are you ever taken back when there's frost on the front lawn and it's supposed to be spring time a time full of new life and you're still disappointing and it hits you late in the night
I know that face anywhere it's the same one the one with eyelashes knitted into a deep frown you make it every time that I speak from the heart and you make it very clear that I'm missing the mark
like an arrow like an arrow missing the mark like an arrow like an arrow straight to my heart
And it must be hard to see the world through disappointed eyes to build a boundary to protect me but nothing seems to work I'm stuck playing this disappointing game someone else wins they take the trophy and all the glory
I know that face anywhere it's the same one the one with eyelashes knitted into a deep frown you make it every time that I speak from the heart and you make it very clear that I'm missing the mark
like an arrow like an arrow missing the mark like an arrow like an arrow straight to my heart like an arrow
like an arrow I'm missing the mark and even though I try I just can't hit the target I aim for a bullseye but every time it comes back around and it goes straight to my heart
like an arrow I'm missing the mark and even though I try I just can't hit the target I aim for a bullseye but every time it comes back around and it goes straight to my heartTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
