When trains roll out of Bryn Mawr Weeks at a time I wish we could've been more But we'll be fine We're seated on a high hill next to the line I've got you on my mind still most of the night
Walking far with the freight car This stop is the last Golden hour at the rail yard The best that we've had
And every day I close my eyes When they're barreling past There are far greater sunsets for us to be had
When trains roll out of Bryn Mawr Weeks at a time I wish we could've been more But we'll be fine We're seated on a high hill next to the line I've got you on my mind still most of the nightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
