I count the ways you turn me on I calculate the gravity of your song Sirens calling I count the ways you turn me on
Crack of your whip Taking the hit I'm caught in your grip And now you thought you want me
I count the days since we went wrong I contemplate a world where you're gone Sirens calling The anchor of innocent it speaks by reflection
Crack of the whip Taking the hit I'm caught in your grip And now you thought you want me
I can hear the sirens calling Save myself, I can't my darling I can hear the sirens calling Save myself, I can't my darling
The reflection of your eyes Disappears and it is mine
I'm tied to the mast as I pass in the black
I can hear the sirens calling Save myself, I can't my darling I can hear the sirens calling Save myself, I can't my darlingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
