Fits of inspiration, cryin fingers. A puppet with no nails that will beg no more. Chartruce regalia, she's a rock n roll refuge, her glowing diamond head will rest away. Oh mercy me. Do I enjoy these games? Why did I chase her and why did she stay? And if you were my freind, I'd give you the ball on every play. Until the ocean. yeah And if you were my friend, I'd give you the ball on every play. Until the ocean calls my name. I lost my heartbeat child, to a cryin girl in the rain. Picture you in love with a chance to fly away. Oh merciful youth, so long and so true, a true french girl that looks a lot like you. And if you were my friend, I'd give you the ball on every play. Until the ocean. And if you were my friend , I'd give you the ball on every play. Until the ocean. And if you were my friend, I'd give you the ball on every play. Until the ocean. yeah And if you were my friend, I'd give you the ball on every play. Until the ocean calls my name.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
