Teksty: Familiar 48. The Question.
I love you or so she says
As she stops her thoughts and turns her head
I guess I am not supposed to care
Well I'm no good, I don't belong
I don't know how I made it this far along
I should not be here today
And she falls down trying
Yeah she falls down crying
And she tells me that she does it all for me
When the clouds come and the rain falls
When there's nothing here to hold on
Will I be there is the question from you
Well, understood, so afraid
As I stop myself and throw my thoughts away
I will not apologize, no, no
And she falls down trying
Yeah she falls down crying
And she tells me that she does it all for me
When the clouds come and the rain falls
When there's nothing here to hold on
Will I be there is the question from you
When you look to me, you know I will be there
And I hold on to the feelings we both share
No, I won't let go, I'll catch if you fall
When the clouds come and the rain falls
When there's nothing here to hold on
Will I be there is the question from you
When the clouds come and the rain falls
When there's nothing here to hold on
Will I be there, is the question for me
As she stops her thoughts and turns her head
I guess I am not supposed to care
Well I'm no good, I don't belong
I don't know how I made it this far along
I should not be here today
And she falls down trying
Yeah she falls down crying
And she tells me that she does it all for me
When the clouds come and the rain falls
When there's nothing here to hold on
Will I be there is the question from you
Well, understood, so afraid
As I stop myself and throw my thoughts away
I will not apologize, no, no
And she falls down trying
Yeah she falls down crying
And she tells me that she does it all for me
When the clouds come and the rain falls
When there's nothing here to hold on
Will I be there is the question from you
When you look to me, you know I will be there
And I hold on to the feelings we both share
No, I won't let go, I'll catch if you fall
When the clouds come and the rain falls
When there's nothing here to hold on
Will I be there is the question from you
When the clouds come and the rain falls
When there's nothing here to hold on
Will I be there, is the question for me
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