The key's in the ignition We're going home, going home And there's nowhere to go but home There's nowhere to go
Timing is everything we need It is the only thing that's keeping us from leaving
Trust me, trust me We'll be there soon We'll be there soon
Our wheels are stuck in the mud Our wheels are stuck in the mud And with the storm rolling in, It looks like this could be the end It looks like this could be the end
There's a gaping hole, it's so big The pressure in my chest, the pressure in my chest It won't let go, it won't let go There's a gaping hole, it's so big
Make me believe And give me a taste of what this could be Make me believe And trust me, we'll be there, we'll be there soon
Timing is everything we need It is the only thing that's keeping us from leaving
And we promise to never, to never write Instead of selling my soul, I'm giving it away Instead of selling my soul, I'm giving it away
Make me believe And give me a taste of what this could be Make me believe And trust me, we'll be there, we'll be there soon
I'm breathing, God I hope I'm breathing Keep your hands on my chest and wait for a beat I'll keep your trust in my arms and pain in my feet I'm breathing, God I hope I'm breathing I'm breathing, God I hope I'm breathing
Make me believe And give me a taste of what this could be Make me believe Make me believe And give me a taste of what this could be Make me believe And trust me we'll be there soonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
