All my greetings are dying wishes to get close All my being is caught up and tied in with yours
We're caught up in a bad dream Our bodies acting out the scene And I let you entertain me 'Cause I can be your everything
And you could be the de-e-eath of me And you could be the de-e-eath of me And you could be the de-e-eath of me And you could be the de-e-eath of me
But it's too late But it's too late But it's too late But it's too late
Oh, my dream's just a conversation with myself Oh, my feeling's just a ghost that I imagine in my head
Caught up in a bad dream Our bodies acting out the scene And you said you'd entertain me If I could be your everything
And you could be the de-e-eath of me And you could be the de-e-eath of me And you could be the de-e-eath of me And you could be the de-e-eath of me
But it's too late But it's too late But it's too late But it's too late
And you can be the de-e-eath of me And you can be the de-e-eath of me And you can be the de-e-eath of me And you can be the de-e-eath of me And you can be the de-e-eath of me And you can be the de-e-eath of me And you can be the, and you can be the And you can be theTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
