When we stopped I didn't have a chance to say a single word And I had no confidence No guts inside of me telling me to say more than "Hey, what's up?"
Looking at me I'm looking behind me I'm wondering what it could be It's hiding behind me The discarded old thing The girl for which I used to sing songs
I should stop looking at my feet And start looking in front of me Looking where the God saw me I wonder if we'll ever be more than just my clouded dream Where you're standing next to me
Do you want me at all Cuz' if you don't that's all right But it sure as hell would be nice To be a little closer to youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
