The clothes that you wear The colour of hair The music that you share I Guess that I like you
And the way that you pronounce an “S” is, like the feeling I have next you is, Beautiful You are beautiful I’d like to spend the night with you We’d crunch your cereal and choose to bench press through the early hours
You are the puddle of mud in the pig sty of my life And I hope that you know what I’m trying to say to you I Guess that I love you
I have told you these things so that you would not abandon your faith Your faith
Let’s write a song together about this other world that you speak of ‘cause I’d like to go there with you I’d like to spend the day with you we’d harmonise with indie tunes and cut the collars from our shirts
You are the puddle of mud in the pig sty of my life And I hope that you know what I’m trying to say to you I Guess that I love you
And I am coming home and I’d fly across the world and I am coming home and I’d fly across the world
And I have told you these things so that you would not abandon your faithTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
