Once was agoraphobic Times Square would make me gasp I'd let full trains go past With you, I feel alone at last
Parties would make me nervous Spent all night filling my glass Smoked cigarettes on the grass With you, I feel alone at last
With you Every face in the crowd is crowded out By the love that I feel And there's a certain kinda peace in knowing Everyone is going away when you come into view
Jean-Paul said hell was people I mostly agree with that But one person does get a pass With you, I feel alone at lastTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
