Paint the dusty air red with your motion Brush your fingers ‘gainst a fleeting sky This is a picture of the last time This is the way to my house
This is the front porch where I met you Before our time started running out What tomorrow will bring I just don’t know
Paint the dusty air red with your motion Brush your fingers ‘gainst a fleeting sky Night is falling here and pulling the curtain With the closing of our eyes
I don’t want to leave your side If I had known this was the last time I would have asked you how you felt Now I’m feeling for the first time How it feels to be without
Why don’t you stay? Stay?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
