And the ocean was all in my fingertips But I held you on my back And the foam of the sea was an awful white But beyond it painted black
Waitin' on the sun I'm waitin' on the sun I'm waitin' on the sun tonight
I awoke from the sleep of a hundred days To the fire station bells And the smell of the smoke brought me back in time When my father killed the cold
Hey Mr. Remington, promise us everything Please Mr. Remington, now Hey Mr. Remington, promise us everything Please Mr. Remington, nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.