You're just like time Except you can still, feel the shame All hands on deck, now The sea is getting rough again You see me out your window Even when you close the blinds And all you ever wanted Was someone to treat you Nice and kind
Take a step before running Take a breath now before you die When you work the streets, darlin' Make sure Your sneaker laces they get tied I'll be your black bird darlin' Hanging on your telephone wire Flap my wings, oh yeah And set your heart to flyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
