Adam Stephens
Southern Lights
the southern lights are on the runwe spent all night painting pictures that disappear when morning comesthe blizzard blowsthe bottles drainand though i beg you not to make me walk home in the pouring raindon't let the morning catch me heredon't let the morning catch me herei'm not the man that i appearyou find your heartyou lose controlyou know everything lasts forever as long as you can let it goyou find your mindyou lose your faithyou know the sweeter the candy the bitter the aftertasteso don't let the morning catch me heredon't let the morning catch me herei'm not the man that i appearso turn up the (??) radioone last dance before i leave heri'll be dragging my feet onto bedso seal your lips and hush your laughterthis kid don't know just what he's afterdon't believe a single thing he says'cause i'm not the man that i appeari'm not the man that i appear
From Letras Mania