Big If

Temp Job
Dreaming And the notes start to ring It's so pure there Your small hands on the strings Change a line, change a word Write it down You're not on your own It's a rush now But your numbers have grown Sit this out, give them more Figure out what you're here for Every time I hear it only makes me want it more How did you always seem to get your foot on that door Tired of believing when you tell me it's there I feel it from my feet onto the top of my head I feel it from my feet onto the top of my head Now you're so understood It's a temp job But the hours are good Make some friends, loose some more Then forget what you're here for Every time I hear it only makes me want it more Letras de cancionesHow did you always seem to get your foot on that door Tired of believing when you tell me it's there I feel it from my feet onto the top of my head I feel it from my feet onto the top of my head And the world turns fast of you I ?? to it's over Will you return Will you slowed away flying faster and faster Learning bright forever Every time I hear it only makes me want it more How did you always seem to get your foot on that door Tired of believing when you tell me it's there I feel it from my feet onto the top of my head Every time I hear it only makes me want it more How did you always seem to get your foot on that door Tired of believing when you tell me it's there I feel it from my feet onto the top of my head I feel it from my feet onto the top of my head From Letras Mania