Now you can sell your soul But you cant buy it back Ive spent my whole life Working to give you everything you lack
Now I wish you were here So we could walk and talk in the soft rain Now all thats left of us Is a picture sitting in a frame
I would gladly trade all of my sympathy for sorrow If I could have you here with me tomorrow
I wish you were here So we could walk and talk in the soft rain Now all thats left of us is a picture sitting in a frame Everything I wished for is everything I see I remember when your kisses were for me
So many wasted days The past is so hard to get out from under So many words that I wish I could say The future rattles my bones, a weak, weak
like thunder!
I wish you could be here with me So we could walk and talk in the soft rain Now all thats left of us is a picture in a frame Everything I wished for is everything I see I remember when your kisses were for me
Everything I wish for is everything I see I remember when your kisses were for me |
|
Všechny texty jsou chráněny autorskými
právy jejich vlastníků a jsou poskytnuty pouze pro vzdělávací účely.
Pro více informací o autorovi tohoto textu navštivte
tyto stránky.