Wrong to say that I am giving up Right to say that I ain't showing up I've got pictures at my home And doors that transform me alone Sunny days should leave a message on my phone I don't think I'm gonna miss you much For I've got dials and knobs soft to the touch All your lectures will become Converted into static hum Sunny days should leave a message on my phone Ode to sleep perchance to dream To live again those joyous scenes The laughter and the follies that Are locked away inside my headTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
