I quit looking at the clock It'll only bring me down And it won't bring you here
If I pulled out all the stops And a little less of my hair Could I bring you here is my Favorite white Bic light, It can Undarken the night, keep it With you close as I wave your east bound plane away.
Too scared to play my eyes are too dialated to see Without you here, I feel my fear
Too scared to play my eyes are too dialated to see Without you here, I feel my fear
Without you here, I feel my fear (woah)
I don't want to rock I want Roll on top Of you and not let Go with me to 2nd street & A Cause we tear up the place I miss your pretty face
Too scared to play my eyes are too dialated to see Without you here, I feel my fear
Too scared to play my eyes are too dialated to see Without you here, I feel my fear
Without you here, I feel my fear Without you here, I feel my fear Without you here, I feel my fear (YEA!) |
|
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.