Five weeks in a prison, i made no friends. there's more time to be done but i've got a week to spend i didn't pay much attention first time around but now you're hard not to notice right here in my town where the stage of my old life meets the cast of the new tonights actors - me and you
each day is taking us closer while drawing the curtains to close this far - or further - i need to know your increasingly long embraces are they saying sorry or please? i don't know what's happening, help me
through the streets on the corners there's a scent in the air i ask you out and i lead you i know my way around here there's a bench I remember and on the way there i find that the movements you're making are mirrored in mine and your hand is held open intentionallyor just what I want to see?
your increasingly long embraces are they saying sorry or please? I don't know what's happening, help me I don't normally beg for assistance I rely on my own eyes to see but right now they make no sense to me right now you make no sense to meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
