Out of station through my radio nothings on it's like a joke thats told with out its final line where's it going where had it round
I know I'm trying I'm trying to wake up wake up
and I tell by you way too far looking back I had a casing sentimental suns and shade would they ever spin around foward they're trying they're trying and so they do
in the call of a new world as I climb to the next floor haven't we met before under brighter skies above above
anyway its fine we're walking through wind unfamiliar scenes we're choking on it and we're shaking hands with someone we dont know now
wake up wake upTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
