In an old silverline I was yours, you were mine I was hoarse, you were mean We designed drum machines
But every day in every way Im falling out of love with you Every kiss means less and less Im falling out of love with you Every hour kills a flower Im falling out of love with you You just bore me more and more Im falling out of love with you
They made sounds much like drums I was young you were dumb Now youre older and im wiser We design synthesizers
But every day in every way Im falling out of love with you Every kiss means less and less Im falling out of love with you Every hour kills a flower Im falling out of love with you You just bore me more and more Im falling out of love with youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
