Quasi
Black Dogs and Bubbles
black dogs and bubbles always grasping at some straweyes always fixed on some strange shorealways reaching out for what just can't be hadalways fall in love with what makes you sadwe chase the moon across the night; across the starswake up in the morning tired and colddon't you know that she is already yoursto love but not to have and holdA thousand silver toungues will tell you who you areand they'll take you for a rideset you softly in their white plastic worldand your stuck insideI tried to tell you where i'd been and what i sawbut i found you too far goneeven now i hear your voice all over towndroning on and on and on and on and on and on
From Letras Mania