You traced a teardrop with your hand From the corner of my eye Along the curve of the face I swore should never have to cry But somehow the salt upon my skin That wished to tell a lie Brought my truths alive And I drew a map From your feet to the star That I wished upon, baby And though I try not to wonder where you are Until I hear the radio And you're not that far I raced my mind along your hopes From the canyon to the sky Along the light posts and the ghosts Up to Hollywood and Vine But somehow the love that held my hand And the need I had to try Brought my truths alive And I drew a map From your feet to the star That I wished upon, baby And though I try not to wonder where you are Until I hear the radio And you're not that far How did the one that found me lose me to the night How did the fear that saved me lose the will to fight And I drew a map From your feet to the star That I wished upon, baby And though I try not to wonder where you are Until I hear the radio And you're not that farTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
