I love you baby but not your taste I think I love you but not your waist It's not about the reflective picture It's that I don't think I want that picture with you I like it better when we run, I liked it better when we begun Foot on the pedal and my hand on the clutch It's all about the feelings and what we touch
Oh no here on that road again And I'm starting to feel my bones again Here on that road again And I'm starting to feel my bones again
Your taste is turning bitter and sour And my feelings for you are dying by the hour I wish that this I could I just erase Start over again and change my ways Why when you're here and I come home I still feel so empty and alone Baby my arms are catching a breeze And I'm starting to feel weak in my knees
Oh no here on that road again And I'm starting to feel my bones again Here on that road again And I'm starting to feel my bones again Here on that road again And I'm starting to feel my bones again Here on that road again and I'm starting And I'm starting Yeah I'm starting to feel my bones again And I'm starting to feel my bones againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
