Yeah well I got a stick in the bed in the rye Give me the chance and I'll be there by your side It's a long cold country with nobody home If you want to face it you can face it alone or with me
Yeah but if you don't watch me closely I'll flee to the woods Leave a gap in your heart where a boy once stood Well cut it off and it still grows Back in all the places you don't want it to show the most
So if you're still having trouble, go call up your priest Tell him there's some fella giving grief It's a lanky old loner on the outskirts of town Telling you lies and wearing you down
Yeah and if he cant help you Go call the judge Tell him that you're afraid your falling in love But there's nowhere to go but down from here So come along baby we got nothing to fear
Because I forgot her Moment that I saw her Scream and shout and wake the silent mountains It's perfect at large, perfect at large, perfect at large with nothing to do When no one at all, no one at all, no one at all is searching for youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
