When it gets lonely And you catch a low feeling And you toss to make your bed creak In an empty house Where no one’s listening
You had a season Living in a dream With the first person who fell As hard as you did
I still hear you singing 50 miles away On the local radio station In the town you left me in
It’s okay it didn’t work It’s okay that we moved on And I’m glad that we’re still friends It’s just weird when it creeps back up againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.