It's late afternoon Smoke fills the room The actor sighs Dogs barking outside The night seems the same It sleeps in the day The actress cries To their last goodbyes
It's always this way Everytime... Everytime... You're passing me by
On days like these Walk to the sea It's too hard to find When mirrors collide The end of the street The place where we meet The tears in our eyes Could stay for a while
It's always the same Everytime... Everytime... You're passing me by
It's late afternoon You enter the room The music dies And leaves us behind It's all just a game Everytime... Everytime... Everytime... Everytime... ... Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.