Guess I had the wrong impression Thought we were heading for a super-session Guess I had the wrong idea Thought we were heading for something clear
Closer now and warmer Just around the corner
Which gate for Flight 28 I am running late Running through the tunnel Running out on you Which door gets me out of this town I am slipping down Slipping through your fingers Slipping out on you
Maybe I'm a fool to go now Just couldn't stay here with the things I know now More and more I find I'm learning Reach for warmth and you end up burning
Remnants of my trust dear Slowly turn to dust here
Which gate for Flight 28 I am running late Running through the tunnel Running out on you Which door gets me out of this town I am slipping down Slipping through your fingers Slipping out on you
Which gate for Flight 28 I am running late Running through the tunnel Running out on you Which door gets me out of this town I am slipping down Slipping through your fingers Slipping out on you
Which gate for Flight 28 I am running late Which door gets me out of this town I am slipping slipping slipping slipping Down down downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
