Oh, my I could draw a picture of Your eye It would look atrocious, but Hopefully you'd notice how It's always just the thought that counts I'm asleep but no one knows Simply not there Where did that thought go If there's a scale that could tell us our best options Maybe we could move from a two to a ten And be happy then Oh, hi Didn't see you standin there You're fine I was just about to leave See you next Saturday Or when you need to get away Off-sides Coach is mad and imma be here all night Makin sure that I will never make a mistake again I quit the team, can we still be friends It's never fun like it used to be I was at a five, now a falling three I'll tell you what, love How's about we leave now Turn a new leaf We can walk until we sort it all outTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
