Jo Rose
Without You
Living, son, it ain't no crime,You know that men like you die all the timeWell, nobody stays in their placeNo matter how I might chain to the floorForever more, et ceteraIn the morning, I'll be goneIn the morning, I'll be goneI'll never plan what I'll becomeThought that my mind'd stay as pure as it wasThought I'd be dustWithout youFrom the passing car, I heard the chorusin the bars - HallelujahAnd I heard them in the streetWriting 'A', 'U', and 'M'Reading everything into each word of themWithout youI said a prayer on the planeStrangers all around meCarry me back to my homeCarry me back to whatever there wasBefore all this formLetras de cancionesThese chains that read 'You're born of sin'I'm tired of all that I've beenI felt relived, I fell asleep'Til the descent, when I woke to seeThe lights of New York City glowing gold for meWithout you
From Letras Mania