Your keys are balanced on my thigh The little scuba fin dangling off one side I'm in the driver's seat, the engine is still warm And you're inside with your dad saying goodbye
Today, the dog is dead I wish I wasn't such a stranger Thinking in terms of now or later And how I'll be irritated later on
But if you want Then we can talk about it I'll hold my tongue As long as I can manage
Your mother should have been here too If she were she'd bring the center of her world It seems to travel where she goes, right now that's wasting time at home Like six years are so easy to forget
She has her talents on display In a contrast sharp and clear Thank god that TV's up upon that wall Better than time spent thinking bout a dogTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
