Every time I try to tell you how I feel inside I always make the same mistakes Tie myself in knots sometimes even make you cry When all I ever want to
Every time I try to tell you how I feel inside I always make the same mistakes Tie myself in knots Sometimes even make you cry When all I ever want to
Tłumaczenie: The Cure. Strona główna.
: Every time I try to tell you how I feel inside I always make the same mistakes Tie myself in knots Sometimes even make you cry When all I ever want
I woke up at seven and my body was vibrating I was wrapped up in a blanket, I was gray, damp and sore The bedroom was an engine and my heartbeat was erratic
You can fly without fear, you will fly without fear, You are determined to fly without fear. You can fly without fear, you will fly without fear, You
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, na, na, yeah Whoa, again, whoa, again, whoa Rastaman, you seed shall inherit the earth Congo man your seed shall flourish
I'll never understand (Come closer and I'll whisper) Who was that standing in the rain? If only I could, if only I could remember What he said (And how
ride Yo, yo, yo, it's your hide Grab the rope and yell rawhide Front line is pussy, call off sides I'm focus but my hand is cross-eyed I left my gun home
around, goes around, comes all the way back around Yeaaaaaah Yup, yup, yup Let me paint this picture for you baby, yup You spend your nights alone And he never comes home
It's Young Money aint no such thing as plain clothes Polo jammers, Louis slippers, call that "private plane clothes" I'm taking off, going to another land Call home
the first and he won't be the last So tone it down, this happens all the time I'm the story, the tale, the alibi They wanna go home, I ask them, why
I've been stopping at green lights Got lost on my way home Sleep walking at night I put my shirt on inside out Umbrella in the sun My head up in the
boy living with AIDS Can I tell you a story, tell you a story? You can lean on me There's a man (Oh yes) Standing on the corner He has no home He has
With no answers Cure for Cancer Cure for AIDS Make a nigga want to stay on tour for days Get back home Thangs are wrong Well not really, it was bad all
else compares And nothing else compares You are You are Home, home where I wanted to go Home, home where I wanted to go Home, home where I wanted to go Home, home
