Who's that talking in the library? Who's that talking in my library? Is that you? No I won't put you out Cause what would this place be without my muse Nothing special, every book in here I wrote Some I'm not too proud of some I wish I could burn So many pages I wrote, wish I could revise them But there's no erasing and the best advice I got Was keep writing, and keep living, and keep loving
And when the ink dries and the pages turn to dust So will we turn to dust, so will we dust, dust
Who's that laughing in my library? Who's that laughing in my library? Is that you? No I won't put you out Cause what would this place be without your smile Nothing special, I fell in love with you girl You let yourself inside with no respect for privacy You said there's too much on my mind Then you ripped out a page and set that shit on flame I quit writing, I kept living, I kept loving
And when the ink dries and the pages turn to dust So will we turn to dust, so will we dust, dustTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
