Okay, I think i have to explain: why we've been lying in wait, under the sheets with blankets at our feet, cause god knows we don't need the heat. I've been checking my wrist for a sign. A sign to tell me getting up is alright, a sign to tell me what I'm doing is fine, but a watch only tells you the time. It's no problem for you to sleep, but my stomach's tied up in knots so deep that I can't even eat, let alone sleep or dream. Plenty more time to smooth this all clean. When morning comes and we'll go separate ways, there's no question of it, it's myself to blame. I'll force down a breakfast lacking any taste and I'll wonder if I'm the only one who can't stand that nothing will change.
Nothing will change. I'm just resting my eyes. I'm just taking my time.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
