Although we're windswept We're buffered by the trees The past couple of weeks were riddled with unease
It'd take several hours to drive Picture living different lives And I'd rather stay inside
When I watch the world pass by on someone else's time
Is that the sun I'm staring at Is that my visage staring back The turnpike's jammed no turning back And we spin around the cul de sac
Is that the sun I'm staring at Is that my visage staring back And we spin around the cul de sacTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
