Things look far away And you haven't felt awake For days and days and days and days
Who can say what's really real When there's a veil between What you kind of see and what you kind of feel?
How much do these summers cost? Do you need a little break, a couple weeks away? Somebody there to take your vitals Conveniently while you're on the phone with me Well that's what I call fucking timing
And you'll hang up when you're good and you're ready Leaves me driving through a wild Northwest storm That feels put on for me and my girl
We gotta get to Portland We're gonna do real good for 'em We're gonna do real good for 'em
But for now we see the forest weep instead of me The forest weep instead of me And I can't explain a sudden need For the passenger's seat and sleep
And then I heard about the blood I heard about the blood
And I can't be enough when we are not in love But I'm picturing your mother I'm picturing your mother I'm picturing your mother
For now we see the forest weep instead of me The forest weep instead of me
How much do these summers cost? Do you need a little break? A couple weeks, a couple of weeks away You and me We got a bell to ring We got a bell to ring We got a bell, we got a bell We got a bell to ringTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
