Haste
To My Last Breath
Summer with the lights out finds me in my parent's basement
watching bedroom movies
Pictures and holidays hang in the hall Guided by memory
Where we stand is where we'll jump from It doesn't seem so far from finding common surface and to still retreating hearts
Once choice turns two aside
A direction thought in common
A passing glance serving as a makeshift alter Whispering, we confess
Where we stand is where we'll jump from It doesn't seem so far from finding common surface and to still retreating hearts From the playground to my last breath doesn't seem so far from finding common surface and to still retreating hearts
Keep hoping for movie miracles The windows are frames and the scenes can change I would have had to kiss you Letras de cancionesat the drive-thru window if they had their way
Where we stand is where we'll jump from It doesn't seem so far from finding common surface and to still retreating hearts From the playground to my last breath doesn't seem so far from finding common surface and to still retreating hearts
From Letras Mania