Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Antifreeze. First Choice.



I met you just the other day, from you i stood far away
I didn't know what to say to you, nor I couldn't figure out what to do
I was friends with a friend of yours, I was dying to be yours
I just thought that I should say "goodbye" 'cause I know I could never call you mine

I was dying to be your first choice
while i watched you hang around the other boys
when will the day come that we can fly away
I said we'll leave this stupid world today

You told me how you loved my voice, I was thinkin, baby you are my first choice

could i be good enough for you, or would all your friends call you a fool
then one day i sat down to play, i thought of all the words i wanted to say
I'll do anything for you, please tell me today, dream come true