Savor the taste, of coming home late I let my dreams roll past her Taking my time waking her up I put out the morning to pasture
I, oh I Was holding me back Tailing me behind my own car I find the depths of my well Stop me if I go too far
I met her open, bright-eyed, and warm She gave shape to my laughter Heart in my throat, empty in my chest Evening had never sped faster
I, oh I Was holding me back Tailing me behind my own car I find the depths of my well Stop me if I go too far
Under rains In my veins I cut in and out Oh, I will filter down Open caves Radio waves Windows in the ground Oh, you can make it sound Oh, you can make it sound
I, oh I Was holding me back Tailing me behind my own car I find the depths of my well I find the depths of my well I find... Stop me if I go too farTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.