This little pill That you placed on the tip of my tongue Could never replace the feeling I’ve found Standing alone in this river I know It’s a feeling I can never take with me I want more than this I want it all of the time I want more than this
This little white pill that you gave me to open up all my doors and windows And here I am this scarecrow Here I had my eyes closed Here I am this open windowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.