Car parked out in the driveway I'm here to pay a visit Now I know that you're alone I see you in the window Talking with someone on the phone You're still in your night clothes
Following you to the bedroom Next in your morning schedule You begin to brush your hair I love every movement No one sees you like I do now Nobody ever will
Hands tied onto the bedpost Tears falling down from the blindfold Running my hands through your hair Hush now – you won't feel a thingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
