maybe we can meet halfway in the middle of the world I can be a sailor I'd wear that hat for you in fact I think I'd wear any hat you ask me to just to see your face now anything for that face of yours
it's something holy it's something pure deep in your waters man I'm thirsty for more
it's something magic it's something sure I'm a broken record man like all the shit you'e heard before I'm a broken record man like all the shit you've heard before
maybe we can meet at the creek right by my house and smoke that green, that green, that feeling I can't be without it now and you can hold my hand on the way home summer in the south, only we know I can see your face now anything for that mouth of yours
it's something holy it's something lonely deep in your waters man I'm high and I am floating
it's something tragic it's nothing more I'm a broken record man like all the shit you've heard before I'm a broken record man like all the shit you've heard beforeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
