Mores The Pity - текст песни
More's The Pity
I am everything
I am on the brink of still
It's not all it's true
Sitting on a sprinkler
Take my call and see
The reciever to your ear
When you bridge the leap
It will become so clear
That there's not only one of me
Just look closely now count them all
And you'll get three
That one's clever
This one's free
But it's all your favorite
I hate more's the pity
I've seen everything
I can only think of you
Check my window pane
If you can't enjoy the view
I could fall for less
I believe a thing you say
Write it down for me
And it will all come
Into play
That there's not only one of me
Just look closely now count them all
Die Texte der Lieder. Тексты песен - На сайте свыше 500 текстов песен.
|
