Time to put winter behind me Everything weighing me down I miss traveling Crowded halls and empty hearts Trash corners I'm trying to find a place in which your eyes Don't pop up From dark corners
I let my plant die waiting for spring But March never really came I heard we had to wait one whole year A tower moment
A drive uphill scouting houses with lemon trees We'll never see grow, let alone pick A run downtown, gotta catch the train before it leaves Whichever way we go, it'll take us right back To familiar views
Summer I gave too much of myself Stage and street, one and the same I miss mingling Crowded halls and empty hearts Hot corners I'm trying to find a place in which your eyes Spot me out From dark corners
One little lie by the water where good things stay Tell you I don't care, I'm good with it You say you gotta go, there are places you have to be They're all beautiful and real And real And real Oh, they're real
One little lie by the water where good things stay Tell you I don't care, I'm good with it You say you gotta go, there are places you have to be They're all beautiful and realTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
