Carla Geneve

Brisbane
In a hostel bed in Brisbane I dreamt that we were makin' love Distance and humidity Made it easier for me to see it Wakin' with no pillow Yeah, I've been feelin' kinda hollow Walked down the street 'til my sorrow showed People to meet there tomorrow I'll be gone Because I am the one who leaves Sam calls me 'bout our garden He tells me how the plants are growin' I hope that you're lookin' at the ocean I hope that you won't come knowin' That I miss you And that I'm comin' home soon Ooh I stand at oversized baggage With a long black, assessin' the damage I just can't lift this case no more In the morning, it's quarter to four Letras de cancionesAnd I'm so gone That I'm still the one who leaves Then I drove you to the airport With your bags, guitar and passport I sat with you in the lounge Followed as far as I was allowed Then you were gone I liked it better when I was the one who leaves From Letras Mania