Well, the sun was made for people who were never gonna touch it but keep their heads up anyway And my notebook's filled with stories, some of them have kept their meanings most of them I've thrown away
And my phone calls with the stranger And we have nothing in common And I have nothing to say
Fingertips find the pulse now As the heart begins to slow down And a best friend slips away
It used to go question and then answer But we were younger and it was easy And now it goes question and then question, Question, answers don't come so easy But I am a grown-up, so I should find something to occupy my time Instead of notebooks filled with nonsense Looking for answers I'll never find.
Sometimes you talk when you are sleeping about things that have no meaning but I listen anyway I have been thinking about leaving, but my best options say to stay I think I'll lay down in the street and let the cars drag me away "You know what I mean?" I think you ask me when you're done telling me your story But I am drunk and I have been ignoring every single word you say. And now you show me new tattoos as my fingers touch your skin You say they all have so much meaning, while colored ink is sinking in.
It used to go question and then answer But we were younger and it was easy And now it goes question and then question, Question, answers don't come so easy But I am a grown-up, so I should find something to occupy my time Instead of notebooks filled with nonsense Looking for answers I'll never find.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
