Spencer Bell
Rita
The candle burns on through the nightThe wax gets deeperInterrupts the moonbeams with its lightThe clock hands turn, but time don'tChange at allI'm waiting for the sunGod knows I ain't sleeping tonightIts much too cold between these sheetsI miss Rita by my sideYou know she left me so many timesBut she always comes homeI can't help but wonder thoughEvery time she feels compelled to goIf she's coming home or leavin' me aloneShe hurts me hurts me hurts me hurts meSo badEvery day, in some or another wayI don't think I'll ever learnSo i'll stay right here in this momentWhile the clock forever turnsI was jamming on tubanowhen Rita came alongThrust me a guitar andAsked to hear her favorite songI played it pretty flawlessSo she sampled in her tongueLetras de cancionesLove that I was tastingSo I repeated what I sungAnd she kissed me even deeperAnd asked if she could stay the nightCause Rita can't resist itWhen I play the shit I writeYeah she knows there's a bit of herIn everything I scribble downShe knows she breaks my heartWhenever she is not aroundShe knows I'm helplessAgainst her powerShe knows it's her that turns these yearsInto hoursAnd everytime she says my nameI get those little shivers up and down my neckAnd I wonder yesI wonder all the timeIf Rita my baby is ever coming back
From Letras Mania