We write songs like letters I've saved shining scars I've saved your drawings of moons and space-ships and stars It's time to try out health I'm gonna try and be okay for you
Now there's no providence Or a rainy Arabic wine Floating tense in Paris Insomnia and dreams Down filled pillows No constants Numbers 13, 11, 407 You can accept celestial facts about short attention spans Or swallow potential heart attacks
I'll still open your letters And sing your songs It's confusing to wake up Cliché And go to sleep alone I want to hear your voice Even if it's only through the phone
This thing between us is scientific But I'd like to practice it to get it straight I'll talk to you soon Like a wisdom tooth extraction Oh, you know it had to happenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
