Sometimes when the night gets darkest I see you on a lonesome road With nothing but the cold wind to call your own And somewhere in the deep sweet silence I wonder if you wonder too And if I’ll be able to get through to you
Cause you don’t listen much To what goes on inside Until you get caught up in the turning tide You’ll get over You’ll get through Cause you don’t ever think about the things you do
You’re walk on like a fire burning Everything that’s in your way Until all of options just fade away And everything you’ve built up slowly Crumbles down around your feet And no one in the wide world’s going to care but me
Cause you don’t listen much To what goes on inside Until you get got up in the turning tide You’ll get over You’ll get through Cause you don’t ever think about the things you do
You’ll get over You’ll get through Cause you don’t ever think about things you doTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
