Winter's slowing down Nothing is really earned or gained by prolonging this I'm high above the ground On a windmill pointing out the sights of the country In a corner of the barn, the pickup rusted out By too many years I can see your mouth is moving You are saying something Probably asking us to come down
There is something so nice about Driving down here with you Please just a few more hours I don't wanna drive back to town just yet 'Cause the sun sets late this time of year And I've been deprived of it for so many months I'll bet my face will burn But I ain't even concerned about it No, no, no, no, not one bit, 'cause we're
Walking under green leaves at last Walking under green leaves at last
There's something so nice about driving down here with you Please just a few more hours, I don't wanna drive back to town yet
Day is winding down Nothing is really earned or gained by denying this Thanks for the few more hours You sleep now, I'm feeling alright to drive 'Cause the sun sets late this time of year And I've been deprived of it for so many months It's leaving me again I don't wanna miss one minute of it No, no, no, no, not tonightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
