Even a stuffed crook gives the right time, twice a day
Across 50 states of mind, I didn't feel inclined You waited yesterday, I didn't come your way Now time is moving on, I know it won't be long 'Til I'm shuffling away with nothing more to say When I'm printed on your wall, my face won't change at all The smile beneath my hair hangs lifeless in the air Like a net in water I'm running through it all And I'm shuffling away with nothing more to say
It's been preying on my mind and now I'm just resigned You smile for yesterday, I think I'm in the way You seem concerned and say I should slow down But how can I see the stars if my feet are on the ground?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
