Pacific Air
Duet In B Minor
Nothing tastes the way it should when I'm aloneAnd all I want is one more day to lie in bedWell nothing ever matters, well nothing ever shouldI never feel accomplished I never really stood the way I thought I couldAll my life I've been with people I don't knowNow all I want is one more night to spend aloneWell nothing ever matters, well nothing ever shouldWe're opening up both eyes But never really could the way I thought it wouldI've seen the way you look at me every time I take you homeMy bed creaks like a broken swing in someone else's yard
From Letras Mania