It's always me in the only seat That has a canopy There to screw up the best laid plans It's always me in the only seat That has a canopy There to screw up the best laid plans Of those with company
I'd like nothing more to do Than to watch the desperation on your face I might send you straght to hell Like it's worse to end up in this place
If I gave you, one night to live Would you know who to choose to take home And if she falls asleep before the night is through Because she has to go to work And you don't
And the night's getting longer And your skin's getting colder And you won't get much older
And you try to move towards her But you can't move your shoulder And you're sight's getting dimmer Maybe if you kick her But your leg's getting weaker And she's such a deep sleeper And you would get a snorer To share your last hour You sure picked a winner And time's seeming slower And now you can't see her All you see is a timer Moving backwards and forwards And the night's getting longer And your skin's getting colderTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
